by Stefanie Freele | Jun 12, 2014
The ocean is storm-crazy, just the way I like it. It is as if the storm inside me plays itself out there, with the sharp dive of pelicans, gray spray, and choppy waves. At least this out-door break-room has a view, unlike most restaurants I’ve worked in. Below me, God...
by Grant Faulkner | Apr 24, 2014
Flattened by a car, its arms spread out, a little like Jesus. The sun had baked it as crisp as a potato chip. “Poor toad,” Maria said. “Didn’t know how to cross the road.” “Maybe he thought the car was a new friend,” I said. “Rushing to greet him.” “Or he was puzzling...
by Kyle Mellen | Apr 16, 2014
In the evening I sit out on the back porch watching the lit up flight pattern of the planes coming in for landing. They come right at me like a surging highway. I wear my binoculars. Sometimes I even make signs. WELCOME TO EARTH, said one of these signs. I mowed it...
by Mark Halliday | Apr 7, 2014
(A rainy evening in a poor sector of London in 1890. Crossing a street, Sidney sees Jane and goes to greet her.) Sidney: Jane! Jane: Sidney? Good evening. Sidney: Rather a harsh evening, in fact. Jane: Yes, the rain is so chilly. I keep...
by Grant Faulkner | Mar 19, 2014
As he undid his belt, his erection snuck over the top of his white underwear. Zabeth saw his khaki-colored life fade away, the man of rules breaking the rules. A shopping mall bathroom. She looked at his gold wedding ring, wondering if he was there with his family, a...
by Nancy Ludmerer | Mar 11, 2014
We’re 55 and just married, and I for one get embarrassed when people congratulate us too heartily, as if they see and smell our bodies, not taut but glistening with afterglow, pungent with vanilla-scented lubricant. “Do not deny me” Tony murmured that first time, his...
