I live alone in Room X, a rat hole the size of a large closet. I call it my suicide room. My landlord labels it a studio apartment. In my Continue reading THE MIRROR IN ROOM X by Dr. Mel Waldman
Monthly Archives: January 2015
The List by Erin Cole
Miriam thinks she’s a witch, a real one. She lights frankincense and myrrh and watches it smolder into a star-flecked night. Her skirt is black with fine, frayed mesh, stockings netted, boots laced. Lots of Continue reading The List by Erin Cole
Toy Monkey by Graham Wynd
The man had a toy monkey. A fucking toy monkey.
A Gift by B. R. Stateham
“Smitty, I . . . I need your help.”
The voice was barely a whisper. It came from a man lying in a bed with sheets soaked with sweat and stained with blood. He was a muscular, dark complexioned man. Gray had begun to stain the dark Continue reading A Gift by B. R. Stateham
Open Wounds by David Massengill
From The New York Times: In response to protests in various states, the Secretary of Defense announced that the government has withdrawn all chemical soldiers from Iran. “Our post-operation teams are completing their inspections of the conflict sites,” he told the public yesterday, “and we expect their involvement to be brief and non-violent.”
“I know two members of my team are missing,” Abe spoke into his radio. “But we’ve searched every room of this palace and now we’re doing a double-check. The Marines are going door-to-door in the village. I’ll radio as soon as I’m done with my check and then you can start the fireworks. This building’s going down today, Ben. That’s an order. I want us back in Tehran by 1700 hours so we can finish all our inspections on schedule.” Continue reading Open Wounds by David Massengill
some town anywhere by u.v. ray
i wake up smashed in the chair and an empty bottle of bombay sapphire rolls off my lap onto the brown carpet. i’m in the midst of an Continue reading some town anywhere by u.v. ray
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