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Tag Archives: Fiction
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
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
Home Invasion, fiction by Timothy Gager
The mountain lion that could kill you in the woods, instead races past, leaps over a rock and devours a small dog in the scenic yard you’re squatting behind. You feel like Dwight Gooden sitting on a dirty old sofa … Continue reading
Half-Life, fiction by Kurt Taylor
The dented front fender of Danny Mather’s gold ’89 Cadillac Eldorado and the dead armadillo cracked and steaming along the roadside a half mile back were not unrelated. Danny was tapping the steering wheel, saying the issue was premeditation. “I … Continue reading
The Bull: A Jack Tale, fiction by Jeff Wallace
Jack and Mrs. Jones stood in the foyer of the Big House. Her half-blind, soupy eyes blinked, focused, and looked him over. He felt them range from his worn tennis shoes up his thin legs and thread-bare jeans and across … Continue reading
Portrait of a Robot, fiction by William Trent Pancoast
He doesn’t know how he got this way. Crazy, that is. Most things, you think about them long enough, you come up with an answer. All he knows for sure is that he got to work this morning in his … Continue reading
The Rack, fiction by Mather Schneider
I needed to make a rack for the back of my old green truck, so I bought these 2 X 12 boards, treated cedar, from the lumber yard. I was from Chicago, new to Arkansas, but I was learning my … Continue reading
Black Coffee, fiction by Dena Rash Guzman
1- If you were sitting here with me and I closed my eyes and asked you what color they are, you wouldn't know. You don't see me. The other boy who loves me, I don't love him. I don't love … Continue reading
