Fiction & Poetry
Category
Cynthia’s Mug
Cynthia’s a good cop. Was a good cop, anyway.
hide your heart
I never had an alarm clock that worked so I had to use my own screams as a wakeup call before going for a piss at 3am
one man play
The phone vibrated, and he felt seen from his front left pocket.
Some background to my first parent-teacher interview
I hated bicycles as a boy.
My Dear Klansman
For about three weeks, Thomas has been working the gift shop at the First White House of the Confederacy, a museum and historical landmark in the modern age.
Louis Armstrong Cured my Sex Addiction
The first time my mother asked about phone sex services appearing on her phone bill I was fifteen years old.
The toothpaste / Outside of a dog
She does it exactly the way I would do it.
Intake Pipes, Elections
I found out about Aidan’s death from the mutual of a mutual, who still subscribed to Aidan’s podcast.
The Outside World
Dustin and I had been trying to watch an episode of Bleach for at least 30 minutes, but the onslaught of bass blasts from the parking lot had proven impossible to ignore.
Cold Play
Before me laid a pristine woman, the toe tag read Meredith Richards. 38. Cause of death: unknown.