“That what you do? Travel from gig to gig, an imposter? Impersonator? What for?”
I bring magic, I think.… more
Category Archives: FICTION
The Periphery of Stars
FICTION by Hart Vetter
Cymbeline
FICTION by Robert StoneI’m going to omit some of this man’s fuckings and fucks, which will certainly diminish and change the nature of his invective, but I have some hopes of getting this published in a magazine—I might even get my money back—and no editor is going to publish it if every other word is fuck.… more
Signals
FICTION by Cody ShrumFreezing under those blinding stars, walking on a gravel road in the middle of BFE Kansas, dead deer remains all over me, I wonder how my life has come to this moment. Mom had warned me. She’d said, “Be careful with that boy, he could have a dark side to him. Probably does. Most do.”… more
Inventory of Annoyance
FICTION by Xairan RayFuck man, I didn’t even have my tobacco. I was about to rawdog this meeting, no phone, no tobacco, though I did have the faint taste of the marijuana edible I ate earlier. This was a problem, see, often I would get too high, because I would take one edible, forget I had taken the edible, and then take another, and this would go on until I had no edibles, because, I would forget I had taken the edible. Rawdog no more, I thought as I entered the meeting.… more
A.M. Pigskin
FICTION by Salvatore DifalcoLife is a hollow horse, but riding it hurts. I’ve considered other ways of living, but I’ve grown accustomed to the junk mail. It reminds me that although I’ve been nudged to the margins, I’m still part of the world.… more
A Substitute for Violence
FICTION by Rob PierceHe was cranky because he couldn’t do shit, and he was never one to smile much. He was good at killing men, hated killing time. Where he took pleasure was walking down the sidewalk knowing people he’d never met thought he was a mean old man. Hell, he’d been a mean young one, no reason to change now.… more
Lifetime Drive
FICTION by Josh DaleDeron’s studied to be a used car dealer. Not just any shyster, though. He’s made it his life’s goal to obtain the Ultimate Customer Satisfaction rating by J.D. Power. Someone emits a bubbly fart. The flatulence lingers and the two men sniff, then cough. They’ve known each other long enough and the stakes are too high.… more
The Throwaways
FICTION by Jean WolfersteigNumbers and names littered the backside of the shade, the only log of the burials in existence. It seemed to cast a shadow that swallowed the light and sucked the air from the room, making it hard to breathe. He located Grace Atkinson’s mother’s gravesite in the exact spot where the bucket truck was parked, the shovel set to gouge the earth and deposit the remains in a hill of dust and bones.… more
Two Stories
FICTION by LambGeorge is anti-gun. He’s anti-faith, despite once brimming with it. He once put his hand on my shoulder and said, I’m just glad that you and I aren’t toxic males. I laughed and said, Speak for yourself, and things have been off between us since.… more
TWO FLASHES
FICTION by David YourdonI’ve always wanted to have ancestors who would tell me what to do. A rough Irishman with a leathery face. A stout German with a simple, but unshakable worldview. But I only had a father, and he was mostly absent, and he died when I was a teenager. And so I read about Winston Churchill.… more
