Cabin 28

There was vomit on the rug. That’s the first thing Thomas told his boss. Again, this is something he would never understand. When he got older, how he communicated what he saw. First, he talked about the vomit. Then he talked about the woman in her bed.Continue Reading

The Future Is So Bright I Gotta Wear Shades

First time I nearly died was a bit pathetic, Mum too caught up with the rest of the kids, I was bored. Only got 24 hours on a ward ‘til Mum picked me up for discharge. Didn’t get any therapy, don’t think she took the calls.Continue Reading

June Gloom

Dre was no good for quiet work anymore, he couldn’t blend in anywhere. His mass drew stares like a natural force. He was muscle pure and simple but Alfonse loved him since the moment they set eyes on each other in the frozen winter yard at Sing Sing.Continue Reading

Come Back Just to Spite You

You can come back every day and see how it changes, how that fur and fat and meat and all that just goes away, and you’re left with a little pile of bones that don’t look like anything except bones.Continue Reading

Pink Sunglasses Taller Than She Was

Before I heard my coin drop, I saw the shortest, whitest-haired, most wrinkled, bony-fingered, woman in the largest pink framed sunglasses I had ever seen, look her purse snatcher over like he was a blouse she was thinking of buying. Then pow! Her knee. His pee shooter. Perfect landing.Continue Reading

STEVE GERGLEY

I really only understand myself, and I’m a misfit and a weirdo who doesn’t know how to interact and communicate with people very well, so other misfits and weirdos are the types of people I really like writing about.Continue Reading

Chicken

“It’s an animal,” Wife said. “It belongs outside with the birds and bugs and everything else with teeth.” I said, “He’s not an animal.” What I didn’t say was he was the only living thing I knew for sure would never leave me behind.Continue Reading

Disappearing Act

There’s a connection, a mutual understanding. Two waves one over. One grins. One breathes on one’s palm and sniffs hours-old choripán. Three’s favorite street food. One decides to chance it with two. Three will never find out. Three’s busy at home, a continent away, with half and third.Continue Reading

Cake And Ice Cream

“Malcolm was taking away her cake and ice cream,” Barry said, edging me up. “He should have known she was gonna fight for it.”Continue Reading

Automatonophobia

But Muppets don’t end with your TV screens. Did you know? They infiltrate your workplaces, your idols, your governments.Continue Reading