#StitchedSaturday – Wolfgang Potterhouse

The Red Line In Boston, the subway is called “The T,” with colors designating the different travel directions (Red Line, Blue LIne, etc.). The trip to Fenway Park from Quincy, my hometown, includes rides on the Red and Green lines. On our way home from a ballgame back in ‘86, a homeless guy stumbled onto … Continue reading #StitchedSaturday – Wolfgang Potterhouse

#StitchedSaturday – MIKE LANE

Mother Woodland by Mike L. Lane I’m pushed through the living wall of static, a pinball bounced between worlds. This can’t be real, or at least I tell myself this as the beast stirs beyond the shattered glass. High-pitched screams pierce my ears in a constant, repeated chant. Parasites underfoot of the thousand young! Blood … Continue reading #StitchedSaturday – MIKE LANE

#StitchedSaturday – JAMES CHIN

The following story is from James Chin. This is the first story he's ever written and I want to thank him for participating in our #StitchedSaturday! My eyes open suddenly to the sounds of a girl screaming. The flickering light overhead and the pounding headache disorienting me. . . As I grab my forehead it … Continue reading #StitchedSaturday – JAMES CHIN