Bleeding was easy if you could get past the first flush of pain. The Exacto knife slipped into his skin like a single raindrop beading on his eyelashes. Death wasn’t an option so much as a flirtation.… more
Writer: Tommy Dean
We’re Trying to Tell You
FICTION by Tommy DeanA little respect is all he’s asking for, but of course we ignore him, it’s either that or tell him to go fuck himself, but in our last kids-only family meeting, Jett said we had to keep Dad on the even keel, that if we wanted to avoid counseling and a barrage of new medications, if we wanted to avoid the screaming and the threats, we’d better lay low, that turning up the volume on our iPads was a better way to go about ignoring Dad’s new crisis. Besides it kept Mom from getting her headaches, from binge-watching those trashy Housewives shows.… more
Always the Alpha
FICTION by Tommy DeanMy boy, Tanner, has got himself in some mud up at the school. The principal, Mr. Holler, called me at work, and now I have to go and look that man in the eye, and try to keep my temper. Hours of lost wages, insurance premiums on the rise, and we both know my boy… more
