I had been in and out of different therapist’s offices, each one telling me the same thing after I had emptied my soul out to them. I gave up on their useless advice. It never helped me. I went home and cried over a childhood that wasn’t all that bad.… more
Category Archives: FICTION
Tacet
FICTION by Joe Ponepinto“This next piece shall be about silence,” he said. “A pure and simple quietude.”… more
Letter to a Co-Worker (Undelivered)
FICTION by Nicole HartWhat you will never know is how often I replay that night at the bar, how I re-invent the storyline so that it ends with you and me driving wildly somewhere, parking, laughing at our indiscretion, your hands everywhere, your silence, your noise, our giddiness afterwards.… more
Silver Lake
FICTION by Otto AlexanderWhen the mills closed we made great efforts to forget our wealth but it was like someone had died.… more
A Good Night
FICTION by Gurmeet PhiloraNeil watches the train cars speed past. Empty seats lit in garish white fluorescent lights. Then he sees it. Or thinks he sees it. A fight. Fifteen, twenty men in a carriage. Violent action passing almost too quickly to register. The train is gone.… more
Zac
FICTION by Matthew Torralba AndrewsAaron was the one who was married, who wanted to be discreet. Brice was the one who was new to town, who wanted to make friends. Chris was the one who posted photos of his chest and arms, never his face. Doug was the one who posted photos of everyone, of his brother, niece, cat.… more
A Game Toe Remember
FICTION by Kennedy CoynePer the rules we had established, I had to pull his shoes and socks off and he mine. We wanted to lead our toe competition with good sportsmanship.… more
Missing
FICTION by J Malcolm GarciaFootsteps. The sound of someone walking toward me. I don’t look up. They stop. I feel them near me. I feel them looking down at me. I wait but they don’t speak. I wait to be nudged, told to move.… more
Rehab
FICTION by Roger D'AgostinI didn’t hear the backyard gate open or a greeting, if there was a greeting, until the stranger’s head was right next to mine, one eye closed. I smelled beer. “Well, looks like you’ve got yourself quite a project here.”… more
