By Andy Betz “He is unconscious. You weren’t supposed to hit him that hard. We needed him awake!” I had no intention of knocking out Felix, but I was not going to look at that conniving smirk for one more second without him paying for his deeds. The television sets in this motel room haveContinue reading “As The Sun Sets”
Monthly Archives: June 2022
Fortuitous Tragedy
By Jie En Zheng Rita walked quickly into the only department store on the outskirts of the city. The LED lighting in the supermarket was on, reflecting on the cashier’s faces, making them paler than usual. It was crowded, it seemed that everyone was here to share free air-conditioning. Today is the highest temperature everContinue reading “Fortuitous Tragedy”
Coffee and Donuts
By David Centorbi I had to go to Miami for a Truth-or-Dare job. ToD was my gig for a long time. The Army taught me well. And they gave me so many opportunities to practice: Somali, Haiti, Iraq 1 and 2, then for some R & R in Cuba—Terrorist Island, where they brought the HeadlinersContinue reading “Coffee and Donuts”
Victor Pauline Reports
By Courtney Webb It was the end of a dry, hot summer in Central Valley. Everything was dusty and reports of fires in the mountains blared from every newscast. In Tranquility, California, a small Central Valley town, Sam Reynolds stared at the morning news with a scowl. The paper was spread out on the kitchenContinue reading “Victor Pauline Reports”
Raiin
By Alex Finch (Graphic Content Warning) Most only know me as The Raiin Killer. Nobody knows who I am beneath the mask. Or that I’m almost always smiling. Well, I guess this journal is a tribute to my dead psychiatrist. She was a fighter until the end, I had to admire that. She always toldContinue reading “Raiin”
Last Train to St. Louis
By Chris Bunton Mike awoke to the sound of his cell phone alarm. He threw open the sleeping bag, rolled over and grabbed his phone, silencing it. “Get up kids! We gotta go!” He yelled. Three kids moved and groaned in their sleeping bags, scattered around the small empty bedroom. They started to rise andContinue reading “Last Train to St. Louis”
The Education of a Young Gentleman
By Charlie Jacobson And I eat men like air.—from Plath, Sylvia. “Lady Lazarus.” 1962. *** “Charles!” “Uh?” “Richie has a flat.” I rolled out of bed and stumbled after my mother into the kitchen. She thrust a receiver into my hand and lit a Chesterfield. I grunted. “Richie?” “Git your ass over here.” The lineContinue reading “The Education of a Young Gentleman”