Eating Long Swine

By Chris Bunton The video turns on and we see a man standing in a kitchen. He has long black hair tied in a pony tail, and a scraggly beard. The kitchen looks as unclean as he does. “Hey everybody!” The man says to the camera, as he leans forward and places his hands onContinue reading “Eating Long Swine”

The Backyard Digger

By Robb White The boy was a nuisance. Every day I’d find him digging out there with his child’s shovel and pail with happy cartoon figures bordering the tops and bottom. I was solely concerned about his well-being, not the fact he was trespassing. Two summers ago, we had two bands of coyotes raising theirContinue reading “The Backyard Digger”

Caged for Dinner

By Chris Bunton One bite and the memories came flooding back like it was yesterday. He remembered the first time they met. It was at the fountain in the park, and his dog “Bowzer” had tried to hump her little poodle “Trixy”. They laughed so hard trying to separate them and keep them apart whileContinue reading “Caged for Dinner”

For Your Protection

By Chris Bunton “Tracy and David Santos, come out of the house!” A voice spoke through a loud speaker. Tracy and David both jumped up from the couch in their living room. They looked around in terror. Their favorite show flickered on the TV, and the image was replaced by a message which read. “DavidContinue reading “For Your Protection”

Future’s Cold Hand

By Sebastian Iturralde Waiting by a cliff, as the cold twilight wind blew around her, Licana Rose watched the light of a lonely house come on. Darkness surrounded her. Little did she know that Death was standing next to her. “What do we have here?” asked Death. “Who is our target for the night?” LicanaContinue reading “Future’s Cold Hand”

Stapelia Grandiflora

By Megan Thompson Our sense of smell is closely related to our memory; For some people that could be the spicy smell of cinnamon that reminds them of grandma’s house, or the smell of fresh wood burning in Autumn air that takes you back to those teenage Friday nights. For me, the smell that takesContinue reading “Stapelia Grandiflora”

A Drive to the Park

By Carl Bluesy “Why did you let me die daddy?” Cindy asked. I was stunned and at a loss for words. An oncoming Honda Civic swerved into my lane. My windshield filled with light. I was in pain as the seat belt tightened across my chest. The light vanished along with my vision. I thoughtContinue reading “A Drive to the Park”

Dr. Grizzly

By Chris Bunton Journal Entry 10/16/20 Blood dripped from my fingertips as I stepped away. “I’m Sorry.” I told the patient. I always apologize to them, when I hurt them. It was not my intent to hurt, but to heal. I had found this particular patient behind a dumpster in an alley. He was obviouslyContinue reading “Dr. Grizzly”

The Skeleton Dentist in Providence

By Marshall Geck “And how come you haven’t been to the dentist in so long, Eddie?” Suzie the hygienist asked as she looked up at me with those stunning grey eyes. She was now writing halfway down her clipboard, sitting in the chair across the room. “Are you kidding me? Between commuting, meetings, emails, negotiatingContinue reading “The Skeleton Dentist in Providence”

Doldrums

By Eve Taft Journal recovered from the CS Dolores, found empty and dead in the water on July 9, 2005. The crew, including Ben Hawthorne, author of the journal, remain missing and presumed dead. July 6, 2005I’m sober again. I took a job on a container ship as an “Ordinary Seaman.” My brother didn’t evenContinue reading “Doldrums”