Tag Archives: Boxing

Two Stories

{Nov 26, 2024}

That last comment—just another film school fuck-up—had gotten under his skin. Who’d said that anyway? Maybe he’d said it. It wasn’t impossible to say things like that to yourself.… more

What I loved the most was not the violence Oh I loved the violence but the walk down to the ring that’s why I was in the game I just loved the parade if only it could have been miles yes five miles wouldn’t that have been great five miles of cheering and clapping wonderful young girls peeing in their knickers the smell oh what a smell.… more

THREE FLASH NONFICTION

CREATIVE NONFICTION by Jack B. Bedell

{Dec 16, 2023}

David’s no hero for beating some guy named John; square him off against Goliath, though, and heart makes history.… more

You Don’t Have Very Far to Go

FICTION by Francisco Uribe

{Oct 19, 2020}

And for two days straight, before going into the bookstore, I’d been locked up in a darkened room that stank to high heaven of unwashed pits and a poorly-wiped ass.… more

Shining the Shoes of the Shoeshine Man

CREATIVE NONFICTION by Joseph S. Hirsch

{Feb 17, 2020}

I am a fool and would prefer to remain one. It beats the alternative. … more

Shadow Boxing

FICTION by Stephen G Eoannou

{Oct 14, 2019}

An older man’s confrontation in a gym parking lot leads to consequences… more

Fly Away Home

FICTION by Joseph Allen Costa

{Apr 9, 2018}

There was purity and punishment to fighting and a release valve at the end of his fists.

OR…

Sometimes birds lose their way or have an accident.
Sometimes they become victims of predators.… more

Could Haves

FICTION by Jonathan Starke

{Oct 12, 2017}

Savannah had watched the man come up the walk minutes before, noting his crisp strides, the way each foot landed on the instep instead of the heel-toe, heel-toe approach of most men. He had oddly put out his palm to press the doorbell, and Savannah knew she had to answer. The man now sat across… more

The Butcher

FICTION by Frank Reardon

{Sep 18, 2017}

The street lights shined on the metal siding of Harrison Brothers warehouse. During the day fifty men hauled bags of grain and loaded them onto trucks headed west. Danny knew a few people who worked there. He sometimes drank with them at The Rocks. But it was near midnight and the people gathered inside were… more

Eight Rounds

FICTION by Mark Blaine

{Jul 6, 2015}

I got to bang with him. I got to get in there and really make it a fight.… more

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