The world didn’t end in 2012, but reason surely left his body when he fell for that girl. Shrikanth once asked Dharmesh how he met his girlfriend. Motherfucker went on and on till the cock roosted at dawn. Binod’s has stopped roosting since 2012.… more
Category Archives: FICTION
We Had Fun
FICTION by Sean-Taro NishiBecause of the tumor we had to leave our sister Angela behind on our trip to Disney last summer. It was sad because it was on her birthday too, but by then she was too sick to even get out of bed, and plus the charity gave us all free tickets and they had an expiration date.… more
Bubbleclear
FICTION by Benjamin Ray AlleeSo Glen found himself, once again, at the cusp of non-belonging. Staring at the insignificance that had been his home since grade school, a dark, smothering smallness he’d finally overcome by getting into Barber & Matheson as a technical writer seven years ago.… more
Never Gone
FICTION by Jody Hobbs HeslerDuring court proceedings, the advocate she’d been assigned kept telling her that everything Ronnie did was his fault. Only his. She re-played that message in her mind until she believed it. Or mostly believed it. But people judge. You can see it in their eyes, a calculation of how much trouble knowing you is worth.… more
Clicky Rib
FICTION by Jane O'SullivanEvery time I heard that click, I couldn’t help imagining that drawer in her chest. That compartment sliding out. Sometimes I pictured skin, other times it was slippery as liver.… more
Flats
FICTION by Matthew GreenThe area was a tame pocket of wilderness that attracted youth, as places like it sometimes will. Bike jumps loomed through the trees, the occasional empty cigarette packet, a graffiti-stamped drainpipe protruded from the creek’s end where many a young boy or girl’s courage was no doubt tested.… more
Clunkers
FICTION by Meghan Louise WagnerThe next time your dad calls from Atlantic City, you do as you’re told. You open the safe, pack the cash, and head to Western Union.… more
DUST OF THE BOOTHEEL
FICTION by G. A. RiversJerome recognizing the man’s profile, asking himself if karma really was the bitch everyone said it was or did payback simply come down to a man taking action after he’d decided enough was enough?… more
Black Spots on Roses
FICTION by Rita TaryanBut today, Gary leans forward, breathing emotionally like a heavyset wolfhound, pained, invites me animally into his personal funk (I don’t mind the intimacy, I’m in a good place in my life now), and pulling me in close with his big brown furry eyes—they’re frame-draggers reflecting morass—he moans, “It’s over. It’s over.”… more
Weather
FICTION by Fabiana Elisa MartínezI am writing this to be able to edit my own story as I edit the shallow articles magazines demand from me. My words are a mirror made of scrawny spider legs called letters on an immaterial paper I plan to bury in a blue memory stick labeled “IRS-docs-1994.” Who would open such a dreadful promise after I am gone?… more
