One night when I was about 10, I dreamt I was in a library. A lady walked up. She looked familiar. She didn’t say anything but when...

It was a quiet afternoon in Malang, the kind that seemed to stretch forever, like time was in no rush. The sun dipped just below the...

Four weeks in, as a petition for absolution, I hiked, occasionally encountering other pilgrims as we weaved France’s verdant, wooded,...

Which is the more difficult thing to do—love your immediate surroundings for the way they nurture you? Or hate them for all that they’ve...

Those who do not want to lose their blindfolds for fear of the light, deserve the dark. – Quechan proverb   Cusco, Peru   "Not far now!"...

Herculaneum, 79 AD (Back in the 1980s, over three hundred carbonized skeletal remains were discovered submerged along the coastline of...

“This is my favorite part of the drive,” said Alberto. We were cruising over the 18-mile span of the Atchafalaya Basin Bridge, en route...

1. Vin stood in front of the bathroom mirror studying the lump protruding from his left shoulder. Pinching it between his thumb and index...

Adrian Reynosa awaited his final appointment of the day. He was weary of urine tests, paperwork, perfunctory questions with equally...

(Note: occasionally, Story Sanctum will publish the first chapters of upcoming novels. Here is one from writer Doug Dalglish) Justo The...

Helga, a hard working waitress, has a lot to teach us about the true meaning of the holidays.

Henry opened his eyes to sunrise slanting beneath the overpass. Summer humidity clung to his skin like wet cotton. From the distance,...