Office Mouse by S.J.Budd
Office Mouse by S.J.Budd It was the third time that Clara had dreamt that horrible dream again, but even worse, it was a Monday; the beginning of another week. She hated her job, and...
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8 Pieces of a Person by Amy Crosby
8 Pieces of a Person by Amy Crosby It was the end of the world and he had five things to his name. They were as follows: a set of keys to a building...
Room 303 by James Newman
About the Author: JAMES A. NEWMAN, originally from London, lives and writes in Bangkok. He is the author of the JOE DYLAN noir crime series and has just completed the fifth in the series:...
Roadside by Mike Bryan
Roadside by Mike Bryan The engine rumbled as Danny rolled the throttle and worked the gears of his Harley through the twisting canyons. The small brown package was strapped to the rear fender as...
What can you tell me about mercy? by Jeff C. Stevenson
What can you tell me about mercy? by Jeff C. Stevenson Tim wasn’t looking for a fortune teller, but since he needed one, he suddenly saw their signs everywhere. Walk-ins Welcome. So he did...
Tap by Christopher Hivner
Tap by Christopher Hivner Tap, tap, tap. Trask Donley found the edge of the curb with his stick. Shuffling his feet forward, he reached out for the road and when he was satisfied he...
Diogenes by Frederick Foote
Diogenes by Frederick Foote The heavy, humid days of Omaha are taking their toll on me. I have lost my sea legs for high humidity and seething heat. A police car rockets by me...
Loco Hombre’s Journey Home by Jay Helmstutler
Loco Hombre’s Journey Home by Jay Helmstutler Gonna drive this motherfucker Marcos out to the middle of nowhere and finish this shit. Or should I say, get this shit under way. Been four fucking...
Pairs by Frederick Foote
Pairs by Frederick Foote “Our mission here is to open this backwater of civilization to the opportunity and promise of the free market world. We’re here to liberate a stunted and manipulated population from...
Poet Slam by Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois
Poet Slam by Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois In early middle age, the poet laureate travelled the Skunk Passage, youth’s tattoos fading from her skin, the snakes, the roses on her breast, the grinning skeleton head....