by Dan Cardoza Infestations of Fire Ants are everywhere. Onyx-eyed, Insect aliens, dressed in antennae, oversized mandibles, and swollen abdomens. They exist in the shadows of cracks, in vast armies on the march, and in the darkest corners of our minds. The neighborhood is pulsing. Neil Armstrong is stepping onto the moon, right now, inContinue reading “Death by Innocence”
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The Hit
By Jason Smith Tom Kelly had plenty of time to think about the anonymous person who had hired him to kill his brother Conor. When he was told that this anonymous person had asked for him specifically and the amount of money this person was prepared to pay him, he couldn’t turn it down.Continue reading “The Hit”
Anger, Lust and Greed
By Scotch Rutherford June 8, 1980 Max was up before the sun. It was a habit he couldn’t shake. Three tours will do that to you. The hooker from the night before was asleep in her clothes next to him. He had that clammy feel on his skin, like he was covered in hair gel.Continue reading “Anger, Lust and Greed”
Grovers Mill
By Devin James Leonard Dear Mercer County Sheriff’s Department, My name is Winston, and by the time anyone should find this letter that I have left on the dining room table, I shall be long gone. The date is October 31, 1938, and the reason for my writing this is in relation to the twoContinue reading “Grovers Mill”
Dead Flies
By Lindsay Fudim By the time my swatter cracks down on the porch railing like a court gavel the fly is a pancake. Again, I lift the swatter to the air and mercilessly bring it down on the dead fly’s companion, sending sawdust and splintered wood into the air as I do so. “By God,Continue reading “Dead Flies”
A Fondness For Murder
By Harry Neil When a man finds that he is good at a thing, it is only natural that he should develop a fondness for it. That is probably why Boynton Fenwick developed a fondness for murder. It begs the question, though, of how he discovered that he was good at murder in the firstContinue reading “A Fondness For Murder”
Under the Knife
By Hillary Lyon “You know, darling, not everyone is as fortunate as I am,” here the old woman paused to massage citrus-scented serum into the crepey flesh of her throat. She tilted her head to admire her own jawline. Her much younger assistant, Mandy, rolled her eyes. Gazing in her dressing table mirror, the oldContinue reading “Under the Knife”
Starting Over Again
By Andy Betz When the police were notified, I was in the middle of sealing the final boxes. I gave my daughter the keys and deed to the house as well as my power of attorney. I had made peace with my choices and was ready for what was to come. I waited on theContinue reading “Starting Over Again”
The Boxer Girl
By Aiden Dufort As she got up at 7 am, Detective Ashanti Lewis jumped to her desk, booting up her Lenovo ThinkPad without brushing her teeth. Having typed her login password, she rubbed her eyelids. The image of the dreadful tiger that appeared in her dream was still drifting in her cloudy eyesight. The tigerContinue reading “The Boxer Girl”
The Ride
By Hillary Lyon conversation traveled alongthe Möbius strip of her mindshe took the sharp curves fastwith no seat belts or air bags you unlocked the glove-box of her heartfound it stuffed with crayon scrawled mapscandy wrappers six shinybullets and a warm pistol red and blue lights flashedin the mirror of her mouthtoss care out theContinue reading “The Ride”