My father would laugh and say it’s not the Depression anymore and FDR’s not President. He would say we’ve got that idiot in the White House and he’s got us in a war we shouldn’t be in. He would say but I don’t believe in the war and you don’t either, and she would press her lips together just like when he asked if my mother didn’t want him to give her grocery money.… more
Author Archives: BULL Author
A Season of Firsts
FICTION by Timothy BoudreauFirst time they try sex on the deck. He leans to kiss her, she doesn’t want to be kissed. First time he can’t climax; she bangs her shin climbing out of the zero-gravity chair.… more
True Outlaw
FICTION by Brent AtkinsonSanta Claus always gets the credit for delivering Christmas gifts, but it was tired, overworked bastards like me making sure everything got there on time, 13-speed, 500-horsepower white Freightliner pulling a dry van, and rather than shouting ho-ho-ho and whipping reins, we were throwing gears and blowing our horns at assholes in beemers cutting us off at every exit.… more
Gardening for the Bereaved
FICTION by Aaron JacobsWhen you cleared away everything else, there they were. Countless promises. They piled up. A bulk of them we upheld, some we renegotiated, and more than a few we looked the other way when they weren’t kept.… more
Growing Pains
FICTION by Chelsea StickleI stroke the port wine stain on his temple. I remember the day our parents brought him bundled home during a historic cold snap. He was shriveled and small like the sundried tomatoes Mom snuck into all our food. I promised to look after him.… more
Storm Coming
FICTION by Thomas Kent WestOn the ledge, the short man looked down. He felt the lonely tent behind him. In front of him, there was the storm, moving black and slow.… more
Lay Your Soul to Waste
FICTION by Scott T. HutchisonWhen King Karson groggily awoke, he found his wrists and ankles tied to a chair, bound with strong, soft, golden rope. He was naked, and in an unfamiliar room, with an unfamiliar woman standing before him.… more
Too Far Gone
FICTION by Anna ThornleyBelow him, the sea churned, spitting white foam. He saw jellyfish floating in groups, stark against the white. Purple, clear, and blue. The purple ones looked the most poisonous. He imagined they had the power of a box jellyfish which kills its victim in minutes.… more
Brian Comes Alive
CREATIVE NONFICTION by LC GutierrezWe’ve all chuckled at the theatrics of the stiff-legged subhumans in a zombie film. Brian was fried in a way that no Hollywood pathos I know of has successfully evoked.… more
The Lucky Glide
FICTION by Michael HarperAt the sight of the pills both drop their petty feud in support of their shared goal. Nothing paints over spats like a clear manifestation of a future. Wedding rings can smooth over irreconcilable differences for years.… more
