Est. 2008

Est. 2008

Fiction

Winter of Departures

Recently, at a neighbor's memorial, I saw a young man in uniform press a button inside the barrel of his bugle, his white gloves...

Cow Dog

I used to live alone before I knew you The cow dog is no more, and almost a year later now I grieve for him...

Homecoming

I hit the brakes at a stop sign and look in the rear view mirror to do my lashes. The 1980 Chevy Cavalier is...

Ghosts Can Be Boyfriends Too

I woke up again, the feeling of empty weighing to one side of the bed. I heard Derek again in the other room, talking...

The 37

I had never ridden a bus before, not a city bus, not a bus where you stood at a bus stop and buses came...

Road Pizza

On their way back from the Beer Store, the night before the accident, Volk and Jason found the road pizza The car’s headlights along...

The Obvious Metaphor

It turned out the hospital wasn’t such a good place to have a lot of hot sex. This was a disappointing reality to take...

Pinch

This is the first photograph the city has of Mr. Russell. As is the case with official portraits of first offenders, this one shows...

About Dust

My old boyfriend did not think I had critical thinking skills. “I don’t think you have critical thinking skills,” he said one night when we...

He Think He Slick

I put up with a lot of shit in my life, but this, this shit was not acceptable. Never ever has a man disrespected...