Down in the bathroom, in the private stall, I saw how the bowl was like splattered with bright red blood. Gave me a scare. Wow, I’m glad that’s not me, I thought, but had the nagging sensation that it was gonna be me in no time at all—yikes! Shit seemed like an omen.… more
Writer: John Oliver Hodges
Crusher
FICTION by John Oliver HodgesBalloons lined the curb beside the dumpster there, a festive splash of color to coronate the grand opening of the new supermarket down the block. I found it cute, so cute that I was like the guy who missed the UFO over the splendor of an aurora borealis. When sunsets do fun things in Jersey,… more
Pollen
FICTION by John Oliver Hodges“Our glowing backyard bristles with life and color and promise. ‘Doesn’t the sight of it make you happy? Think how lucky we are to have all this in the world today… more
