• The Floating Man by Keith Rawson

    Nelson stared out the box window of his mother’s 2nd floor apartment trying to find the moon. The glare of the orange street lamps and dim white florescent glare of car headlamps made finding anything other than police helicopter spotlights close to impossible—even the moon. He remembered when he was 9 or 10 staring out […]

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  • Kids Are Mean by Chad Rohrbacher

    I hate kids. They make up names just to see someone cry. They do wedgies, swirlies, nuggies, and smack plastic combs on knuckles. They twist titties and fart in each other’s faces. They start rumors of love and sluts. They laugh at changing bodies: pencil moustaches, menstruation, high voices, and boob buds. They torture small […]

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  • Catch by Luke Block

    It was a bunch of fishermen who finally found Billy Tate’s drowned body. A small, agitated knot of anglers crowding around a humped black shape that had been dragged out of the water and onto a concrete towpath. Behind Lewisham Asda and the London Bridge to Ladywell trainline Tate was born. Amongst the dogshit and […]

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  • Meal Ticket by Steven Howell

    “¡Myra, dos rellenos!” called the cook. Gillian grabbed hot plates with bare hands and carried them to the only couple in the dining room. She’d never been with a Mexican, but the young man smelled like money, and she was due a new meal ticket. “Dos rellenos,” announced Gillian in heavily accented Spanish. “¿Algo más? […]

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  • A Measure Of Time by Eric Beetner

    It takes 23.3 seconds to empty a 30-round magazine in my Colt M4 Carbine. How do I know that? Because I emptied one last night. And I’m here to tell you what happens in those 23.3 seconds. How did I get an M4? None of your fucking business. So, first few seconds is all about […]

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  • Brotherly Love by Sandra Seamans

    Jed Ralston sat at a corner table in Freddy’s Diner picking his teeth while he considered his next move. The meal the waitress served up was edible but what she offered for dessert sounded downright lip smacking. If you enjoyed her type. Jed’s tastes ran to higher quality restaurants and women. He had it from […]

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  • Tonight the Monkey Dies by Kieran Shea

    Five words. Two on either end. Will framed. No one will ever know. * -Hey, with that bed sheet wrapped around you, you kind of look like a Roman empress looking down on her people. … … -Yoo-hoo. Your majesty…. … -Hey. Are you OK? -We shouldn’t be here. … … -Well, I’ll admit…the Hyatt […]

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  • The Shotgun Waltz by Matthew McBride

    The day melted before them and turned the earth to thick unforgiving mud. Black night swallowed day as branches moved on the dead cottonwood out side the window, the curtains stained yellow with a film from a lifetime of heavy smoke and light cleaning. Daddy pushed his rocking chair back and forth with a slow […]

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  • The Body in the Window by Russell Dickerson

    The cool night air pushed tendrils of blood down her side, a tickle she’d never feel. She was lying over the windowsill, the broken glass still working its way into her flesh. She’d only been dead a few minutes, but the killer was long gone. He rabbited out of there the second he heard us […]

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  • The Treacherous Road – Part 2 by Anthony Schiavino

    Note: For those who may have missed it The Treacherous Road – Part One Carl shifted the black Dodge Challenger into third, grinding the pedal hard into the floor. She shook uncontrollably over the Nevada desert terrain. He felt her chassis tearing up good underneath. But he wasn’t slowing down. Not until that bitch was […]

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  • Herman Dog Digs by Anthony Neil Smith

    Herman Dog digs in the soft dirt at the back of the yard and uncovers a face. He knows that face and that smell. It’s his Master. His Master has his eyes open and there’s a hole in his face and his face is cold. Herman licks the face. Nothing Herman’s no fool. He knows […]

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  • Fucking Liars by Allan Fucking Guthrie

    The fuck fucked the fucking fucker. Not fuck as in fucked, but fucked as in fucked him up. See, the fucking fucker was fucking around with the fuck’s fuck, so the fucker was asking to get fucked. Not content with fucking the fucking fucker up, the fuck fucked with the other fucking fucker’s fuck too. […]

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