David Carter walks down the street when the building overlooking him says, “Fuck off.” He tells it sorry, drops his […]
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For Edward Abbey and Thoreau, who have been with me on many walks. I am attempting to perfect the art […]
Sgt. Tulley squinted at his watch, equal parts curio and cipher. He studied the obstinate object until it finally […]
I walked into Wilcox’s hotel room and there was a man tied up on the bed, hands roped behind his […]
My brother loved bones. George collected pictures of skeletons from archaeological digs, some cobbled together like a child’s art project, […]
I thought I was falling in love one summer, but I was only getting addicted to cigarettes. The guy, he […]
Characters: HOOD: A teenage girl. Wearing a big, impressive red cloak, has lots of daggers strapped all over her, complete […]
Nikoletta Nousiopoulos is a mother, wife, and poet who resides in Southeastern Connecticut. She published all the dead goats in […]
It happens like it does in old movies. Milo walks home down some winding country road, humming the appropriate John […]
My sister and her second husband are screaming on the front lawn. She’s drunk, he’s drunk, and it’s Christmas—the season, […]