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
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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New York Times: In response to protests in various states, the Secretary of Defense announced that the government has withdrawn all chemical soldiers from Iran.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
DEATH TO THE TYRANT, SANTA! : THE ELVISH MANIFESTO
TO THE PEOPLE OF PLANET EARTH :
FOR MILLENNIA, WE, THE ELVES OF THE HATED TYRANT Continue reading DEATH TO THE TYRANT, SANTA! : THE ELVISH MANIFESTO
Heckfire and Darnation: a Cautionary Fable by Heath Lowrance
Mrs. Grait got religion one Sunday morning in spring while watching a television evangelist. She caught it like a sudden chill on a hot day, and within moments it had consumed her so thoroughly she could only weep bitterly at all the long years she’d wasted not in service to Continue reading Heckfire and Darnation: a Cautionary Fable by Heath Lowrance
30 Versions of Warm Leatherette by Graham Wynd
for Marko
Obsession: she understood obsession. He had noticed her a little—sort of goth, sort of emo—but it wasn’t until he knew the depths of her obsessions that he really took an interest. He sat behind her in English where Mr James always laughed that laugh that some of the lads thought hilarious, but most of the girls thought was creepy.
Continue reading 30 Versions of Warm Leatherette by Graham Wynd
Some Thoughts on ART by Richard Godwin
Historically debates about art and its cultural significance are thematically cloned by context. They often serve as mouthpieces for politics or trend.
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