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Displaying results 17 through 24 out of 269
Swallow
by Alan McCormick
[ august 12 ]
"At the bar at the back of the room he asked me my name and what I did. No one asked women what they did back then and I wasn’t sure what to say"
Waiting for Amanda
by Cyril Dabydeen
[ august 12 ]
"Christ, he cast a disdainful look at us. Race, wasn’t it? Yes, Amanda being Italian and all, and we were who we were, no?"
How I became a lawyer
by Harry Reynolds
[ july 12 ]
"In the end, I saw that God had absolutely nothing to do with good and evil, that good and evil were, so to speak, none of his business."
My hands were clean
by Tom Bradley
[ july 12 ]
In which the author observes that the existence of the internet proves that we're on the eve of the Night of Brahma, where existence itself ceases to exist. With added bonobo chimps and Gadarene swine.
The Two Ps
by Alan McCormick
[ july 12 ]
Mid-afternoon and a suburban train leaves Waterloo. In a carriage two elderly women sit side by side; one not quite (but nearly) to the manor born; the other, stockier, a little Peggy Mount in stature, a fleeting image of a Holloway warden in her neat, functional grey suit.
Never got to Hollywood
by Michael Carter
[ july 12 ]
"Sometimes it catches me in a meeting and I miss everything that’s said and people look at me and ask if I’m okay. Only my status prevents anyone from really finding out what’s wrong with me."
The Evisceration Café
by Kristopher Monroe
[ june 12 ]
"Von splashed his face in the bathroom sink with swollen hands. They felt five times their normal weight. He looked up at the reflection in the mirror and wasn’t sure what he was looking at."
As if
by HC Hsu
[ june 12 ]
Then these three little words suddenly popped into her head. She tried not to repeat them. As if each repetition troweled yet another layer of mortar on this statement, hardening it, making it more concrete, solid, real. Visible, audible.
