CafeLitMagazine

Sandy Wilson Drink: Schnapps  by Sandy Wilson Schnapps The package fell to the floor with an ominous thud. Miriam ...

Drink: Rum by Sandy Wilson rum The cool morning wind coursing though his hair brought a memory to Billy. He is a small b...

by Sandy Wilson Ricin cocktail The exotically dressed people below waved almost as enthusiastically as the palm fronds that flapped...

by Sandy Wilson  pure spirits Be careful what you wish for The solicitor peered over his half-moon glasses with grave s...

Sandy Wilson Nectar Beneath the blue sky she watches the palm trees sway in the warm breeze. Sunlight and shadows dance across the wh...

Sandy Wilson Sake The Antiques Roadshow expert passed the necklace of rough stones through his manicured fingers and held it for a...

Sandy Wilson black tea  The train is slowing down through the leafy cutting, the foliage fragmenting the sunlight, a strobe light...

Sandy Wilson gin and tonic Perched elegantly on the edge of my bed, I carefully apply polish to my finger nails. Red talons to match...

Sandy Wilson small beer On the last day of their holiday, Bill and Sonia, from Chicago, were invited to visit a military enactment in a...

Sandy Wilson  whisky on the rocks The girl looked familiar. Crouching , fingers feeling the sidewalk surface, glossy nails sea...

Sandy Wilson cherry cola In the streets below the driverless cars and buses slid soundlessly up to the sidewalk. The passengers surg...

Sandy Wilson still water On the first day of the holiday, Colin Ashby was stretched out on the bed covered only by a sheet. The sun,...