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”

Karkadan and the Virgin

by Mehdi Hasan I have seen gruesome murders on the TVs before but they never looked so visceral yet why can’t I stop looking at these? Smith couldn’t hide the nauseating response on his face as he was looking for details to note down. Jonathan Smith has been a forensic detective for the better halfContinue reading “Karkadan and the Virgin”

Rewinding a Commute

by Lauren Kapsky Red. Wet and sticky. A pool of blood slowly unslicks from the sidewalk. Spatter on the pavement lifts itself into a pink mist, hovering over the city street like some unholy fog. The blood recedes toward the severed neck of a corpse, a genie backing into its bottle. Somewhere beneath the trafficContinue reading “Rewinding a Commute”

Drunk Tank

By Dick Johnson Carl awoke. His head hurt and the light was bright. His memory flooded back to him, and he realized where he was. He was in his underwear, and lying on a concrete bunk in a room with almost zero features. There were fluorescent lights in mesh glass above, grey rubber walls, aContinue reading “Drunk Tank”

Izzy’s Demise

By John Haymaker Rain crashed a late night frat party. Just after one, Alex stumbled back to the student ghetto and up the rickety stairs to his loft. Once inside he misplaced his keys. He pat himself up and down but forgot about the keys the moment he found the dime bag he scored atContinue reading “Izzy’s Demise”