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Monthly Archives: December 2011
Cripple, fiction by Jeff Wallace
“You got anything for me?” I asked Kyle. I was sitting in his wheelchair and he was lying in bed. He was pretty well naked, but he was generally naked when he was at home. Maybe some sweatpants, sometimes. But … Continue reading
Newbie Down Undah, poetry by Dennis Mahagin
After the Narcotics Anonymous meeting, they stopped to chat under a maple tree in the parking lot; she said to him "so… you wanna get coffee at the IHOP, hon?" He replied "awwww … some place, yeah, but really, anywhere, but there." … … Continue reading
Don't Die Before Your Mother, prose by Mather Schneider
Outside the hotel two little old ladies climbed into the back seat of the cab and felt the air conditioner. “2212 North Inn Road,” one of them said to the driver. “Are you sure it’s not North INA Road?” the … Continue reading
The Ballad of Billy Joe Fitz, fiction by Misty Skaggs
“Well that was a blast!” My fiancée exclaimed as he stuffed his long body and tight Wranglers into the passenger seat of my beat up Ford Focus. I rolled my eyes in a big dramatic way and turned the key in … Continue reading
Angels and Angels, fiction by Caroline Kepnes
Auntie Lee has all day parties and Mama says it’s got to be a hundred degrees outside. That’s how I know it’s summer again. Mama says next summer we’ll get air conditioning and next summer we’ll take a big vacation, … Continue reading
Party Parasites, fiction by Misty Skaggs
When the day slips away, the mosquitoes come out. And bare skin brings the bugs. Not so far in the distance, she can hear them shaking off stagnation among the cattails and she wishes wistfully that her jeans weren’t shoved … Continue reading
