Tony Martello
Bio
Join an author like no other on various tales that entertain, philosophies that inspire, and lessons that transform us. He is inspired by nature, the ocean, and funny social interactions. He is the author of Flat Spell Tales and much more.
Stories (28/0)
Around the Wall
First published in Atherton Review, April 2021 “Hugo, what’s that on your face?” asks Daniel as he looks a little closer. Hugo sits upon the canvas bag he was sleeping on last night. Paz reaches over and peels the piece of rough fabric off his cheek. “Wow!” she responds. “You have a tattoo of this miserable place right on your cheek.” A small grid remains imprinted on his cheek. “It may be miserable, but it kept us alive another night,” Daniel proclaims so the rest can hear.
By Tony Martelloabout 2 hours ago in Fiction
By Land or Sea?
The couple lands at the Kona International Airport. Taylor has a plan to propose to his girlfriend of eight months. He knows he must take her to the hottest place on earth where neither lover has been before. This one is not like his first wife who hounded him daily for leaving shoes in the entryway and pressured him to climb the corporate ladder to no avail.
By Tony Martelloabout 2 hours ago in Wander
Maize of Color
First published in Short Edition, July 2020, 1st place community winner of Color it in America short fiction contest During the time of the ancient world in this land, the color was a gift of light granted to us to determine the vitality of plants, animals, and the weather. What our eyes would not see our ears would hear by listening to sound and our skin would feel the radiant heat of the sun:
By Tony Martello6 days ago in Humans
Malady Mahi
First published in New English Review, June 2020 I used to wonder why I wouldn't get seasick on my surfboard but every time I took a boat ride outside the bay, I would turn whiter than any midwestern tourist on his first day of vacation in Hawaii. I would desperately attempt to focus on the horizon with that salty sailor confidence that Ralph had but would eventually hurl over the side, feeding the South Pacific fish the wrong kind of food. Ralph didn't need badges-his nautical smile and the wrinkles on his skin spoke of many journeys out to sea. His stories, however, were out of this world. Whenever my mom would announce that she would be cooking chicken enchiladas with both Verde and red sauce, Ralph was there, and he would bring along an exciting adventure each time he came for dinner.
By Tony Martello8 days ago in Fiction
- Top Story - April 2024
Back Breath
The stale smell of the barbecue grill stays with me as I drive home. There are a few pieces of chicken left on my jolly green apron and some dried up crusty barbecue sauce. Molecules of fun memories stick to my nose from that smoky Irish pub restaurant my friends and I work at. We had a long night at work busing tables, chatting with friends and keeping up the fast pace.
By Tony Martello19 days ago in Fiction