Protecting Ginger

By Seamus O’ Leary “Vaccines made me a criminal” Nubs said. “What?” Jack asked He looked out of the Lincoln’s driver side window at the cheap south side hotel where Ginger and the girls were performing. “Yeah, they say that vaccines have chemicals that affect the brain and give kids, ADD, ADHD, Autism, and stuffContinue reading “Protecting Ginger”

School’s Out

By Steven Cordin Johnson was surprised how fast a big guy like Ray ran. He could almost keep up with Johnson. Almost. Johnson sprinted down the street ahead of him. He knew what a vicious guy like Ray would do if he caught him. If I can just reach the school at the end ofContinue reading “School’s Out”

Have You Ever Written A Suicide Note?

By Lipika Pande There are only a few who can describe the experience, and you are unfortunately one of those. You are divided into parts; one that wishes for a miracle, for someone to call and ask, “Hey, you need help?”. For a sign to tell you, this is not what you’re supposed to do.Continue reading “Have You Ever Written A Suicide Note?”

What The Reader Read

By Andy Betz “Francis, when are you going to get a raise?”  “Francis, when are you going to stand up to that boss of yours?”  “Francis, get over here and LISTEN to me when I’m talking to you!” If I heard her harping once, I heard her harping a thousand times before.  My Margaret hadContinue reading “What The Reader Read”

Fade Out

By Michael Fontana Armed robbery seemed easier to Al than first thought, wandering into the convenience store like an actor from a movie, bandanna over the lower half of his face, stocking cap pulled down low to conceal forehead and brow, right gloved hand holding out the gun, left gloved hand waving the empty bagContinue reading “Fade Out”

Kayla The Drink Cart Killer

By Todd Sentell Kayla Beaver Sexxx (not quite her real name) was the long-time and hugely popular golf course-roaming drink cart girl at the prestigious Falcon’s Nest Golf Club for the usual reasons. For a drink cart girl, the usual reasons, which are pretty much the same as the actual job requirements at a monstrouslyContinue reading “Kayla The Drink Cart Killer”

The Last Time the Poet Looked Out Her Window

By Hillary Lyon Viv badly needed a writing prompt. She had the urge to create, an urge building like a thirst on a mid-summer day. Imperceptible at first, then the longer she went without satiation, the more apparent, more demanding the urge became. She took a sip of her tepid green tea. I’ve got toContinue reading “The Last Time the Poet Looked Out Her Window”

I Knew Her As Gracie

By Andy Betz Sometime after my father moved from the old house to the new house (in Missouri), I met Gracie.  She was neither beautiful nor well accomplished, but she was nearby and that alone spoke volumes to her character. Our home sat on a small ten acre vegetable farm far removed from the centerContinue reading “I Knew Her As Gracie”

Smells Fishy

By Ruben Horn “Moin!” the jolly woman greets me with this common northern German salutation, as I step up to the counter of her fish shack. “Ein Bismarck-Brötchen… bitte!” I do my best to order my favorite, a Sauerlappen as they are also called, in her language. The woman with a short black tomboy haircutContinue reading “Smells Fishy”