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Blood, Bullets and Burgers

Blood, Bullets and Burgers

by | Dec 23, 2015 | J, Joseph H. Stryker, Short Story

The scent of grilled beef and melted cheese clung to the air. Lining the walls were desert paintings and movie props. My seat looked like a barrel and felt like a Spanish Donkey. I doubt the designer had comfort in mind. +++++The Burger Barrel, it opened back in the...
Idle Hands

Idle Hands

by | Dec 17, 2015 | Short Story, T, Tom Leins

David Battucci’s face is grey like cigarette ash. He has bloodshot eyes and squashed, lipless features. I haven’t seen him since the gangrene took his left leg, and the amputation has aged him badly. His cheap-looking prosthetic sits on the banquette next to him, like...
Bruises In The Usual Places

Bruises In The Usual Places

by | Dec 9, 2015 | N, Nathan Wunner, Short Story

7:08 a.m: My roommate Tim keeps a handgun in his closet, right next to his worn-out inflatable sex doll and his poetry notebooks. Sometimes I sneak into his room and grab it (the gun, not the doll). Then I stand in front of the bathroom mirror in my black t-shirt and...
Elementary Games

Elementary Games

by | Dec 3, 2015 | M, Matt Mattila, Short Story

Maybe we were just paranoid.  Maybe Hathaway was just weird. He was average enough for this neighborhood. Teaching elementary school paid him enough for a house here. He’d been married for a while. Good woman. Met in college. All that cheesy shit. It was a quiet...