“The Rumor” by Cass Lewis
I had warned Mikey Ronagan that sooner or later someone was going to shoot that cocky smile off his face, so I don’t know why I’m letting the image of his dead body ruin my moment today . . .
Category: Original Fiction
“The Bus” by Jason Ehlen
Bogota is shrouded in gray. Gray clouds. Gray streets. Gray rain . . .
“The Offer” by Kristen Petry
I ran into Linda, unexpectedly, the other day at Publix. She used to be pretty, but in her late forties, she’s all bloat, veneers, and Oxy eyes . . .
“Dismal Holy Night” by Nicole Yurcaba
He’s defunct again. Lying on the floor, screaming about helicopters and LSD experiments. The man-child in his underwear, spread-eagled, crying to the ceiling, maybe even to the outside woods if they’re listening . . .
“Douen Calling” by Brandon Mc Ivor
I gave you my own name, and we shared it for fourteen days . . .
“Itty Bitty Titty Committee” by Nkosi Ife Bandele
There’s a girl in my nine year old’s third grade class who apparently has been left back more than a couple of times. She’s twelve and sprouting . . .
“On the Bus” by Nathan Ward
New York was scruffier then; everywhere you saw signs of its humbling in its bald park lawns and strobe-popping Broadway head shops . . .
“Night Class” by Andre Bagoo
The Mayfair was over, the lights turned off, the bran tub emptied, the decorations taken down and locked in cupboards safely. The bouncy castle stood still, awaiting the workmen who would remove it tomorrow. The gates to the schoolyard were shut, and the sentry assumed duty. No one saw the boy in black . . .