Photo Credit: "The rifle" by Rune Clausen

Something Close

The thirty-aught-six dangled loose as a length of rope from the boy’s arm while he high-stepped through the weed-choked yard. He gripped the rifle by its forestock, and as he went it tilted like a lever, ground and sky alike passing between its sights. Occasionally the aim of its barrel crossed … [Read This...]

Weekkly Challenge #48 - "Slowest Bullet"

Reminder

My thighs touch too close for comfort. Hip bones buried in my sides, old handlebars or the bronze gates to a hungry woman. Pull, she says, come closer. I do not bleed, anymore I maneuver this daunting vessel and I am starved. Please, come closer. I want to disappear with the reptiles My … [Read This...]

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Bringing In The Dog

The wheels on the bike squeaked rhythmically as she headed home, passing yellow buses stopped at the streetlight in front of the middle school. Occasionally friends in window seats called out from the buses, or classmates who recognized her and just wanted to be loud. She waved back, feeling like … [Read This...]

"Image title" by Vito Grippi

Frank N. Stein

It's true I made you up as I went along. All the more reason, I say, that I should be able to make you go away when I want. But you have proved to … [Read This...]

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Isaac

Her child was a savage child, and when he was grown, they had to migrate with the seasons to keep his savagery in check, the birds passing south in … [Read This...]

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666-DiGiorno

Macie’s knuckles felt cool on her eyelids, her hands silky from an evening of lavender lotion massages and drippy polka-dot manicures. She let them … [Read This...]

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