We’re going to get on together’, she said, extending a hand.
Continue reading PMM’s Birthday Party! – The Kennels by Richard Godwin
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PMM’s Birthday Party! – Snowflakes in the Dark by Ian Ayris
I been freezin me bollocks off waitin for him to tell me. Freezin me fuckin bollocks off. He better not let me down. Not Continue reading PMM’s Birthday Party! – Snowflakes in the Dark by Ian Ayris
PMM’s Birthday Party! – Circumstance by Charlie Coleman
“I am a necessary human being,” she pleaded to no one in particular. No one in particular was listening. Central Continue reading PMM’s Birthday Party! – Circumstance by Charlie Coleman
PMM’s Birthday Party! – A Deck Of Cards by Melanie Browne
I light a cigarette and look under the bed for my playing cards. I always find them stashed away in unusual places. I Continue reading PMM’s Birthday Party! – A Deck Of Cards by Melanie Browne
PMM’s Birthday Party! – An Unexpected Visitor by Chris Pollard
It was almost dawn when William arrived home. He went straight upstairs to his room, and didn’t even undress before Continue reading PMM’s Birthday Party! – An Unexpected Visitor by Chris Pollard
PMM’s Birthday Party! – The Switch by B.R. Stateham
Through the window of the blue ZR-1 Chevrolet Corvette he watched the big boned man step out of the front door of Continue reading PMM’s Birthday Party! – The Switch by B.R. Stateham
PMM’s Birthday Party! – The Wrong Mind by Jason Michel
The small notebook lay on the table. Next to it lay a ballpoint pen. The old man stared at it. He walked around the Continue reading PMM’s Birthday Party! – The Wrong Mind by Jason Michel
A Woman Alone by David Massengill
Written in lipstick on the rear window of a car parked on the side of the Interstate:
PLEASE HELP. I’M A WOMAN ALONE. CAR BROKE DOWN. NEED A LIFT.
Seventy-six miles south on the Interstate. Hank’s Bodacious Burgers. Written on a stall wall in the ladies’ restroom:
He says “Where can I take you?”
She says “Going south to California
I live just past the border”
She sees his hand near his crotch his
thing probably growing under his jeans
She touches her purse and thinks
whatever he’s got my knife is
bigger
The Chevron station across the street from Hank’s Bodacious Burgers. Written on a crumpled piece of paper the wind blew against the side of Continue reading A Woman Alone by David Massengill
Reflexes by T. Fox Dunham
“Well take it easy, Butch,” I told him, holding back my hand.
Erudition After Causality by Kj Hannah Greenberg
After the first few weeks of burned kimchi and undercooked daals, my housemates felt free to speak about the local Continue reading Erudition After Causality by Kj Hannah Greenberg
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