First-generation Columbians, meaning whomever you came over with you were stuck with. Which is why his mom didn’t leave the husband who beat her, still kept in contact with the uncle who molested her oldest son. People will use the word family to tie you down, to tie you to them. Forever if they can. So, Fernando left as soon as he turned 18 and never looked back.… more
Tag Archives: Guns
Gunplay
CREATIVE NONFICTION by Damian DressickIf his own brother refused to stand at parade rest in the middle of a replanted forest on the ridge line above a played-out coal mine and let him fire a copper jacket hollow point a few inches from his milk white face, I sure as hell was willing.… more
Bolt Action
FICTION by Shaun Anthony McMichaelAt first, Jessica thinks it’s the darkness that her body needs to escape. Their tent’s air pocket of darkness. The forests’ surrounding miles of darkness. She is scrambling away from the darkness. Not the explosions opening wounds into that darkness.… more
All the Birds Scattered
FICTION by Raima Larter“Look here,” he said. “A good hunter knows his weapons.”… more
Daddy Said I Had To
FICTION by Caralyn DavisThis was different than squirrels—revenge not supper.… more
Dog
FICTION by Stephen Hundley“Have you ever shot anything before?” Mary aimed the gun at Byron’s foot, and watched him step back. “You can kiss me again.”… more
The Gallows Fifty Cubits High
FICTION by Katie ArmstrongAll I can do is search the room for someone who can help me. But Marie went home a half hour ago, Saul’s sitting with his head buried in an ice chest, and all the cousins are dancing, bunched up in front of the DJ, wasted. I’ve seen worse—it’s Purim—but it might be time to panic.… more
Ventura
FICTION by Ryan Glenn Smith“We been friends a long time, Barry. But if you ever even think about goin’ to the police I will blow your goddamn head clean off… more
