Tag Archives: genre fiction

Death Takes A Bride by Lukas Persson

I cursed out a string of obscenities, then shot back the final third from a tumbler held tightly in my right hand; two Continue reading Death Takes A Bride by Lukas Persson →

Alone In The Dark by Allerton Mead

Nazi Mike stood at the curb looking like a total fag. He wore his low-cut Chucks instead of his Docs, and his 501’s were Continue reading Alone In The Dark by Allerton Mead →

SEA SHEPHERDS by Matthew C. Funk

In her first Gulf shore night’s dream, her womb held an ocean.

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The KKK Took My Baby Away by Paul D. Brazill

He elbows me in the throat, knees me in the groin and kicks me in the face. I crumple to the snow smothered ground Continue reading The KKK Took My Baby Away by Paul D. Brazill →

Bread and Coffee and Cigarettes by Benjamin Imamovic

Earlier, she kissed you goodbye and gone off to buy bread and coffee and cigarettes. The windows and the blinds are shut and it is dark. You will let the air in later, when it is cooler. For now, the room Continue reading Bread and Coffee and Cigarettes by Benjamin Imamovic →

Dessert Comes A’ Knocking by Tony Deans

Tommy the Cannibal wasn’t a bad man; it wasn’t even like he ever ate anybody who mattered – at least not in his eyes. Continue reading Dessert Comes A’ Knocking by Tony Deans →

HARMONY by 2011

When the machine writes a story, it will be including bits of her life, bits of her thoughts, bits of her trials overcome.  Continue reading HARMONY by 2011 →

“Who’s Daphne?” by John McNeeley

“She was a black star” Hatman said

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Chewing the Fat by Angel Zapata

Millie had her first baby the day after her eighteenth birthday. Although “had” would imply “given birth to” when in Continue reading Chewing the Fat by Angel Zapata →

Wake Up Call by Charlie Coleman

So Leary and I are sleeping on the sidewalk outside of CVS. We get a wakeup call from the police who ask for ID. Does Continue reading Wake Up Call by Charlie Coleman →