Some bodies stayed on the ground for hours that kissed days as one death followed another in the city of hard justice. All was part of the deal that cops made with themselves known by undercover names such as community service and that which must be done.… more
Author Archives: Ben Drevlow
Ouzo
CREATIVE NONFICTION by Ilana LindseyTwenty years later I watched a music video and saw a girl flop into the back seat of a car and her legs dangled out the door and the whole thing came back and repeated in my head over and over for hours like the return of a chronic infection, like a burning, corrosive rash.… more
One Nighter
FLASH FICTION by Liz deBeerThe next morning, the fancy flower is limp, petals dry, brown. It’s over. Loneliness grips Elwood, as if the vivid colors and fruity scent were a charming houseguest whose sudden departure shrunk his world.… more
Wrong Cadillac
FLASH FICTION by Wade HarrisGrandpa’s truck just waved, small. Like she was letting go of something heavy. I cried. Didn’t plan to. Didn’t try not to. Got her home to my place and the project began. First, Heineken, and a Camel. Old man would be proud. Or wonder why it was only 9 a.m.… more
Thinking of North Dakota
FLASH FICTION by S.F. WrightHe looked slightly like a serial killer—but not enough for Luisa to say no; and she sensed that, if it came down to it, she could do him more harm than he her.… more
The Wrong Motherfucker
FLASH FICTION by Keith LelandHenry swears he can use anything in Sharkey’s as a weapon. Every bottle and stool and pool cue. He’d pull the aluminum High Life girl from the wall, moon and all, and use her like a riot shield if The Wrong Motherfucker walked in.… more
The 11th
FICTION by Kate MaxlowThe 11th hole tends to be where a kid admits their suicidal ideation, so that’ll slow things down. Anyway, you may have to provide an extra ball if it goes too deep into the water. We’ve put up some netting, but it only seems to work about half the time.… more
The Unspoken
FLASH FICTION by Elizabeth OhgaYou didn’t say you deserve better, you didn’t say leave him, you didn’t even say nande konnayatsuto iruno? since I know you’re more honest in your native language. Instead you said well you are looking a little chubby.… more
An Alternate History of Inmate 2090-54C, Age 20
FLASH FICTION by Dawn MillerWhat if he didn’t meet the older boys behind the high school or the people under the overpass with their trash-can fires and shouts of buddy, pal, bro, people who handed out belonging like the rainbow of pills they stole and sold.… more
Anniversary Hit
FICTION by John McMahonWe’re not going to do him like in Buffalo. Does this look like fucking Buffalo? Is there four feet of snow on the ground? You see any rusted-out Camaros parked in front of pawn shops out here? This has got to look like an accident.… more
