Will You Love Me Tomorrow?

By Ernie Sadashige “I thought you said you loved me.” Won Ton’s words cut deep, deeper than the katana sword which he aimed at my heart. Red reflections pulsed along shimmering steel, mirroring blood on water whenever the neon sign on the window blinked: Eat in. Take out. Won Ton and I were holed upContinue reading “Will You Love Me Tomorrow?”

Dirty Blog 9

By Dick Johnson (The Dirty Blog is a ‘What if” series that supposes, what if a criminal wrote a blog like everyone else. This is number 9 in the series that can be found in the category menu under “The Dirty Blog”) The guys nose shattered under my fist, and I knew it was aContinue reading “Dirty Blog 9”

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”

Tombstone, AZ

By Katherine Yocum Wednesday, July 4, 2007 The last body was found on the parched banks of the San Pedro River. Bloated, bulging, barren. Like a circus balloon holding onto its last bit of helium, floating aimlessly between abandoned rides and forgotten stands. This was Jane Doe number eight. The community had let the panicContinue reading “Tombstone, AZ”

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”

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”

.38

By Seamus O’ Leary Jack’s slim form moved through the dancers on the night club floor, like a panther moving through a jungle of flashing lights. Nubs followed, and everyone got out of his way. They entered a door in the back, which opened into a short hall lit by fluorescent lights in the ceiling,Continue reading “.38”

Owen and Jessica

by Joseph Carrabis Owen’s gaze went from the morning sun outside the kitchen window to his laptop screen. He closed the lid so Jessica couldn’t read what he’d written. Besides, it was time to make breakfast. He went to the drawer with all the butcher knives in it. There was one he never used. ItContinue reading “Owen and Jessica”

Serial Killer Camp

by Chris Bunton The keypad on his door chimed that familiar tune, which he had memorized by now. The door popped open and Doctor Chin entered his cell. “Hello Gary. How are you today?” The doctor asked. Chin wore jeans and a button up shirt under his white doctor’s coat, and carried a tablet. “I’mContinue reading “Serial Killer Camp”