Book Beat

by Deirdre M. Murphy At first, it is just a soft rhythmic sound, like someone dropping three books on a table, one after another.  Then it is repeated, three beats and a pause, three beats and a pause, a deliberate rhythm intruding on the quiet, continuing like an alien heartbeat, barely muffled by the aisles [...]

The Thirteenth Drummer

by Jim Wisneski The triangle.  A strange intersection in the main part of my small town, where five roads somehow crossed each other with only one set of traffic lights.      This was the place where every Christmas the town put up their annual Christmas tree, where Santa Claus came to town on a horse [...]