Mr Finkel’s Malteser birthday cake, aged 5 hours, passed away between 6 and 6:25pm on 23rd April 2024. Weighing up the facts like baking ingredients, Mrs Finkel decided that her husband absolutely did not deserve a birthday cake, much less the effort she had put into creating it.… more
Tag Archives: Revenge
The Well of Hidden Dreams
FICTION by Areej QuraishiWhat had followed was a cycle, an expulsion of amassed pain. It could not be dispelled nor evaporated, it had to be unleashed the way clouds poured the rains they harbored, rather than condensed into the buried recesses of wells. Despite her sins, she has suffered plenty.… more
Keeping The Knife
FICTION by Justin CarterIt wasn’t on purpose, but Jimmy Franks is a real piece of shit, so I’m not sorry it happened either. If I was gonna break anyone’s beer bottle, I’m glad it was his. Well, in the abstract, at least.… more
Truth is Violence, Violence Truth
FICTION by Adam LockViolence is all about the truth. You have to hand it to violence — everyone knows where they are with it.… more
What Gable Massey Did After His Wife Left Him
FICTION by Scott GouldGable smiled when he imagined Hollis climbing behind the wheel in the mornings, looping her seatbelt across her chest and wondering why her Saturn always seemed to smell like her former husband.… more
The Darkest Shade of Twilight
FICTION by Daren DeanThe sky reflected the sepia tint of Troy’s eyes as he unscrewed the cap of his flat pint whiskey bottle and ran it under his nose to smell the burn of fumes before knocking back a swallow. … more
Cedar
FICTION by Robert James Russell“Takashi stood and walked to the full-length mirror and tried to narrow his eyes, to blur his vision and imagine if the pinkie could, in any way, be considered a natural extension of his body… more
King’s Man
FICTION by Matthew Baker“But after it gets bad and then worse, your body stops trying to send you warning signals. It stops trying to tell you that something’s wrong… more
Methylene Blue
FICTION by William Haas“No more than a minute after the bell rang did I feel the straps on my backpack pull tight as Randy yanked me into his fist… more
