The Place by Zachary Dein Reisch
The Place by Zachary Dein Reisch There are only so many patterns a human face can have. Was that guy in the booth on the right, eating the dripping sandwich, the same guy I...
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The Cost For These Repairs by James Wendelken
The Cost For These Repairs by James Wendelken Two weeks after she leaves, he sits, legs folded, in a blue plastic Adirondack chair on his front porch and directly behind a large holly. A...
Kirkoff’s Friend by Michael W. Clark
Kirkoff’s Friend by Michael W. Clark Kirkoff was always disappointed in Cleveland. It was 1990 and Lake Erie was still the shitty mess it had been twenty years ago. He always wanted to enjoy...
Vacation by Tom Koperwas
Vacation by Tom Koperwas Bill Johnson sat in his cubicle and waited for the staff to leave. It was five o’clock on a hot afternoon in July, the start of the annual plant shutdown....
Pillow Talk by James C. Clar
Editor’s Note: Read the previous adventures of the two Hawaii Police Detectives by clicking the link: “Beggars Would Ride” and “The Way The Cookie Crumbles” Pillow Talk by James C. Clar “You know, Jake,”...
Tweaker by Leah Erickson
Tweaker by Leah Erickson She had not used for two and a half months. It was her third time getting clean. It was her second time in a sober house. It was her first...
Stage Left by Devin James Leonard
Stage Left by Devin James Leonard I was sitting in the coffee shop, splicing a video on my laptop, when a pasty, wrinkled face with a thinning head of white hair crouched beside me...
One Infant Girl by Abe Margel
One Infant Girl by Abe Margel Worn out but unwilling to go straight home Theresa decided to walk through the park, past the off-leash dog enclosure and close to the children’s slides and swings....
The Speckled Rooster by Arthur Davis
The Speckled Rooster by Arthur Davis The Speckled Rooster, as he was known, stopped off at my farm while on his way back to the Big City. I had enough problems with the cows...
Going There by Ennis James Sheehan
Going There by Ennis James Sheehan Martina Scandilla was smart. She knew she was smart. Everyone around her knew she was smart. Smarty smart smart. Smartness went before her like an escort of proud...
