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”

Riders on the Storm

By John Haymaker It’s early morning, cold and raining. Palmer is lost and confused. He drives along a two-lane road meandering through rocky outcrops, pine forests, steep inclines and intermittent fog. It’s spooky. GPS is worthless here. He checks the rear view to see if he’s being followed. He catches a glimpse of himself andContinue reading “Riders on the Storm”

An Atypical Day

By Liam Musumeci After sipping his usual three shots of espresso, Frankie headed to the nearby smoke shop.This was his morning routine, as he took precisely five minutes slurping from his piping hot to-go cup before walking over to 9th Ave Tobacco. Frankie enjoyed the feeling from cigarettes after an ample amount of caffeine whichContinue reading “An Atypical Day”

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”

Tiny Soldiers

By Anthony Ventre Fabian and Joe Bottom just left. They split, both of them, a few minutes ago. A couple of creeps! Sniff! Sniff! Fabian’s cheap cologne permeates the curtains, my clothing, the entire cottage. Joe Bottom stood right over there by the china closet, lips slightly parted, baring his keyboard ivory teeth. Beside him,Continue reading “Tiny Soldiers”

Immeasurable Acts of Violence

By Cullen Corkery At some point, the noise and rhythmic thumping of a bass-boosted stereo became too much, despite the coke we’d snorted earlier in the bathroom upon arriving, and despite the vodka cranberries I’d been guzzling half the night. I focused my eyes and found Ray a couple yards down from the balcony whereContinue reading “Immeasurable Acts of Violence”

.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”

Book Review: Tech Noir

By Dick Johnson I recently read an anthology entitled “Tech Noir” published by Switchblade Magazine. The name Tech Noir reminds me of a scene from the 1984 movie “The Terminator”. Sarah Connor is in a club being hunted by The Terminator. She calls her friend and leaves a voice mail, which tells the Terminator sheContinue reading “Book Review: Tech Noir”

Visiting Mom

by Seamus O’ Leary Nubs drove his grey 1990 Lincoln Town Car through the toll plaza on I-90 in Chicago, while holding his cell phone to his ear with the three fingers of his left hand. “I’m going to visit with my ma. I’ll only be a little bit, and then I’ll meet you there.”Continue reading “Visiting Mom”