by Neil Allen
He had adapted to his woodland lifestyle as gracefully as a wolf pup. He didn’t miss showering. He didn’t miss brushing his teeth…
She looked at her daughter, then to her new pet. Or toy. Or whatever it was. It had a cute but bewildered expression on its face…
“Your husband will return,” Mama Nneoma promised… “God is a restorer of broken homes. You must believe and you must pray ceaselessly.”
Robin arrived fourteen minutes late, dyed platinum hair brambly and tangled, her skirt at least an inch too short to be professional…
by Susie Ryder
…Warm water lapped around my feet, then my calves, and then my shoulders. It felt deliciously warm—luxurious and soothing. Perhaps this wouldn’t be so bad…
“Who is this woman you write about?”
“It’s you.”
“Is this what you wanted us to do?”
“It’s what we did.”
by Julie Morse
How did Dave, a dandelion of a father, let this happen? What did he do wrong? Jade could’ve had anyone…
by Amy Bergen
The public interest group didn’t require much experience for door-to-door canvassers, and I got a job easily since I was available so often…
“Nobody should have to make the kinds of choices you’re dealing with.”
“Maybe not, but they do.”
A Play about love and memory loss.
by Stefin Kohn
Stand up. Stay calm…
Don’t wake anyone. Don’t draw attention to your actions.
BONUS STORY from history!
In addition to the fabulous stories and plays from our contributing authors, every issue of The Lemonwood Quarterly offers readers one lesser-known piece plucked from years gone by, very much worth revisiting with contemporary eyes. We are pleased to bring you:
by George Sand
THERE was, in a great old castle…a stately old lady possessing much land, who was very good-natured and very sensible...
Read about the amazing contributors to the Lemonwood Quarterly’s Spring 2026 Issue!