Scrag by Jason Beech

The walk to Shepherd’s Bush station can put a skip in your step when the sun paints rays across the street. It can make even those tower blocks, standing over the station like hard men glaring at the commuters, look inviting. However, it helps to look up from the pavement. The only problem with that is possible eye contact with strangers. I’ve forgotten how to act around them. And not just Continue reading

The Double by Dr. Mel Waldman

Donna was two separate people :
– the thrill-seeking gorgeous dame men died for.
– the cripple who retreated from the world after a tragic event.

It happened on a long, sultry August night. After boozing and making love to Johnnie Walker Red, she had driven 100 miles an hour on the FDR Drive, crashed, and demolished her old Plymouth Fury. Continue reading

Porn Show by Chris Stucchio

“I’m not really gay,” the naked man sitting in front of the computer says to himself.

The naked man sitting in front of the computer is a financial advisor at one of the biggest firms in town. He was once thin and handsome in a boyish way. Today, his face is still youthful looking, but his dark hair has a few streaks of gray, and his bloated, corporate appearance strongly suggests he enjoys eating steak dinners and drinking scotch and waters after playing 18 holes at the club.

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