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Burn Away

by | Apr 25, 2012 | B, B.R. Stateham, Short Story

It was two in the morning. The streets were empty. Reflecting pools of light from the street lamps after a short summer rain. We–my partner and I–were in the Rousch 427 Mustang, the windows down, the 435 horses rumbling in a barely restrained symphony under the hood....

Drinkin’ on the job

by | Apr 19, 2012 | D, Dana C. Kabel, Short Story

Willie handed Carl a wet movie ticket as they walked into the theater lobby.  Both men were drenched from head to foot. +++++“Fuck!  I can’t believe this weather,” Carl said. +++++“I know.  We’re gonna freeze our asses off if in the a.c.  You want popcorn?” +++++“Does...

Vigil

by | Apr 13, 2012 | Short Story, T, Tom Pitts

The room looked sterile, smelled sterile. It had that piney sent of disinfectant. The light strained through the window, stale and yellow as the old man’s skin. John looked at his grandfather and felt nothing; he barely knew the man—what was left of the man....

California Dying

by | Apr 5, 2012 | C, Candy Green Gustavson, Short Story

Take a long, deep breath. You’ll be all right. You’re not dying. Aren’t you the one who got his eyesight back at the age of 68 by drinking reconstituted lemon juice? If you were really dying wouldn’t your whole life be passing before your eyes?...