Some Kind of Heron

Who could be knocking at this hour? I thought to myself. Only hoodlums and no-good-niks, as my mother used to say. I chuckled at the yiddishism that so readily popped into my head.  At the same time, it wasn’t unreasonably late - maybe an Amazon driver at the end of their shift. They’d been known …

Wittavega

by Zev Gold “Who could be knocking at this hour?” Styffa thought. In his old age, Styffa tended to wake suddenly at almost any noise. Just last week, a doe walking by his bedroom window stepped on a twig, waking him with a start. That kind of occurrence was commonplace these days. The old man …

Who Could Be Knocking at This Hour?

by Chynna Thompson “Who could be knocking at this hour?” I thought as a tiny rap on the screen door rattled my tiny efficiency east of the city. “I’ve been in Nashville all of three weeks, I don’t know a soul here…so who the hell is at my door right now?” Another thought. My heart …

Knock, Knock

by Austin Sanniota Edwards “Who could be knocking at this hour?”  It had been a dainty little knock, just noticeable enough from the bedroom. I had no interest in entertaining any guest so late at night, especially the uninvited. It couldn’t be someone we knew; people just don’t show up spontaneously anymore.  “Well, are you …

The Knock

by Ryan Kmetz Who could be knocking at this hour? I asked myself as the sound of the knock rattled my overpriced studio apartment. The sound was unlike anything I’ve ever heard, so loud and unwelcoming. So much so that, when I heard the overpowering sound again, I knew I had to take action. Grabbing …