“Insight” by Sean Connolly
A liquid light cleanses the air, splashes mirrors across the passing car windows. Here she comes, obesity incarnate, à la Samantha, trudging along oblivious to the sun puddles on the sidewalk . . .
Tag: Mondays Are Murder
“The Umbrella” by Will Whitson
It all started with that damned umbrella . . .
“Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig” by Tonya Liburd
You had terminal, aggressive cancer this time, and today was the day you died from it at home . . .
“Blackwater” by Mark Cowling
Her message said eight and so I was there eight sharp like a good little lapdog. Marla had a way of reaching inside of me and ripping out my backbone . . .
“The Yellow Dress” by Christopher Miguel Flakus
It had been two years since I had a drink, and life was looking up. I was in Cuernavaca, Mexico, taking care of my grandfather. . .
“Cold Snap” by Mark Josyln
It hadn’t been half an hour since they settled in when Winston started up . . .
“Monday at Johnny’s” by Christian Aguiar
The sun is only just getting tired, sliding itself down behind the row of houses on the other side of Missouri. The sky is gray and restless. “Might be one of them derechos tonight . . .”
“Dubmisstep” by Marc Nash
Every South London borough has a murder mile. A stab alley. A no-man’s land patrolled by kids steeled with knives . . .