Crime Fiction by Sam Ernste Marie, don’t forget me. Can’t you see me, Marie? It’s Oliver. Have you forgotten me already? Did you forget that I will always be here for you, no matter what? How could you forget everything I’ve ever done for you? All I wanted was your happiness, Marie. You have unchainedContinue reading “Marie”
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A Bottle of Vodka
Flash Fiction By Dick Johnson It was summer when Joe walked into the bar on 2nd street. It was the same old place, and Billy was sitting in his same old spot, while the juke box played the same old “Sweet Home Alabama”, and people danced around. “Joe! You’re out! Let me buy you aContinue reading “A Bottle of Vodka”
Labor Day with the Family
By Dick Johnson The food smelled delightful and everyone was there; even Uncle Fred. Nobody talked to him or even went around him. You’d think he’d get the hint, but apparently not. It was Labor Day. Everybody was drinking and the music was playing, just like all our family functions. It was a party, andContinue reading “Labor Day with the Family”
Lady Gangster
By Jimmy Boom Semtex Lady Gangster Tickle tickle kiss kiss girl over there The one carrying the pistol and a grin With locks to die for looks to kill A real lady kill you without blinking Manchester’s finest gangster woman Finest in the hood no wannabe here Take a photo of her she’s famous AsContinue reading “Lady Gangster”
Teresa
By Jimmy Boom Semtex teresa was a gun fighter armed to the hilt with black teeth from chewing tobacco carrying a forty five on each hip each locked loaded ready to go shooting lazy white men who wanted to fuck bonk shag have possess her those big fat slugs whacked them down like dead dogsContinue reading “Teresa”
Him
By Megan Thompson “The dead still get goosebumps”, I state with a sly smile to the group that has gathered in the office kitchen. They give me a chuckle, and I wink back. They are used to these odd statements from me, it’s one of my signatures moves. What they perceive as “quirky”, I seeContinue reading “Him”
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”
Loraine
By Gratia Serpento Loraine thought she was being watched. Every time she crossed the street or stepped out of her car, her skin would prickle with the fear of eyes. She kept looking over her shoulder at every shake of the wind, half expecting someone with a machete to be standing behind her. But, despiteContinue reading “Loraine”
A Fast Weekend
By William D. Higgs III Some people called me a “private detective,” but I thought of myself as a fixer. People came to me with problems, and I fixed them. Someone thought their husband was screwing around, so I’d follow the bastard, take a few pictures of him going into a seedy motel, and getContinue reading “A Fast Weekend”
Dead Short
By Tony Sweatland The cops showed up while Mickey was in surgery. Liz didn’t say much other than the basics. He tried to get me, we fought back. He shot at Mickey. Mickey shot back. They still had plenty of questions but they were understanding of the situation and made arrangements to talk later. It’sContinue reading “Dead Short”