by Jennifer Meade (A beat cop wrestles with the haunting memories of lives he didn’t save while adding another loss to his list.) The signature on the bottom of the Incident Report is barely legible, it’s consonants jagged with my exhaustion. Tap, tap, tap goes my pen at the end of the Y, beating aContinue reading “Keeping Count”
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Nightfall
By Kevin Reigle Red and blue police lights reflected off the frosted store windows. The snow glowed from the moonlight as it fell on the city park. Onlookers stood behind the yellow police tape near the gazebo, intently watching the officers examine the body. Flashes from the crime photographer’s camera made the crowd uneasy asContinue reading “Nightfall”
Sad Day
By Dick Johnson It was a sad day in a house full of assholes, and I was dying. It wasn’t always sad, like it wasn’t always daytime, but they were probably always assholes. It was a house in St. Louis. It was one of those slum houses. I’d tell you where, but no one reallyContinue reading “Sad Day”
