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Author Archives: BULL Author
Saying Goodbye to Seamus
FICTION by Dicky MurphyAn Irish wake for a golden retriever. A dog they want to remember, a night they’d rather forget.
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Pinball Way
FICTION by TIm WaldronPlaces that have things called shot wheels, where all the bands play punk versions of popular, but dated songs. On Pinball Way all the arcades turn into discos after dark, and sound judgment is a scarce commodity. … more
James, Transcendent, Everyone Else, Stuck in the Mud
FICTION by Jimmy PetardWhen Mary finds him, she’s going to punish him. He will inadvertently disarm her probably, she knows, imagining a headfirst hug at the bottom of the slide, a tangled pile, wheezing and wild with laughter. The smiling cherub laughs, anger wilts.… more
Hyperbolic Doubt and Wherever After To Discover The Truth Behind That Some Timely and Malignant Demon Bad Luck
FICTION by Bretton B. HolmesOne man recounts the events surrounding his friend’s doomed relationship.… more
Quarry Day
FICTION by Eliot TreichelWhen I asked, Cody told me he liked to take the back roads to the quarry because they took longer. “More time getting paid to sit down,” he said. I’d let him drive so I could pencil out a new bid. We were just north of Greenfield, past the tree nurseries and orchards, about to… more
Loaf
FICTION by J.D. SmithHow does pre-packaged bread affect romance? J.D. Smith offers one possibility.… more
Boxes
FICTION by Kyle BilinskiHe sets a clear plastic cup half-filled with water on the dashboard. The cup sits in a molded holster. “If any water spills, the interview’s over,” he tells me and buckles up. I believe him. He’s already had me inspect the truck’s tires, headlights, blinkers, horn, then scan the exterior paintjob for dings and scratches.… more
The Gun I Used To Own
FICTION by Paul ThelenI’m upright in my bed day-dreaming that I could fall asleep when I’m interrupted by the clash of a couple, drunken, presumably, skirmishing beneath my bedroom window— the pair are shouting acrimonious words back-and-forth like a tennis match drenched in gin and hatred. I can’t discern the source of their disagreement, but from the woman’s… more
