By: Karl Miller Prologue – Jibacoa, Cuba: July 4, 1868 In the darkness behind a large, white, two-story mansion just outside the small fishing village of Jibacoa, three rows of twenty balloons line a hundred-foot dock that stretches out into…
By: Brooksie C. Fontaine The young woman had an unfortunate pageboy haircut that didn’t at all flatter her rotund face, somewhat emphasized by her slightly bloated skin. The pale, ashen clay of her complexion made her resemble the moon. “She…
By Alan Berger My pop told me instead of hanging on to crap, flush it. Got it? Yeah pop. My father was a cop. My father didn’t have a best friend. Didn’t need one, everyone was his friend, until they…
By: Alan Berger I could say that the reason I wear full upper dentures is because of my years as a boxer.Or, as I was doing 120 on Sunset Blvd, that I swerved as to not hit a baby bird…
By: Ramprasath “Walter!” Suzi almost yelled. Walter who was digging soil using a shovel now turned to Suzi. “What!” “It is going to be night soon” Suzi said. Walter looked up at the sky. The night was indeed falling. It was…
By: Mehreen Ahmed Not realising how fast time passed, Minah and Sidu, reached puberty more or less together. Short for Siddhartha, Sidu was Minah’s best friend. Their favourite pastime was hanging out in their old haunt, the mango grove by…
By: Alan Berger I’m so mad at you, I could spit, she said. Go right ahead and spit, he said, just don’t spit on me, spit on yourself, why don’t you? That’s it, she said, fuck you. And a fucking top…
By: Alan Berger I just went in and told him that my days of kissing the Pope’s ring are over. Like the way we had rehearsed it. My father was sick as a child and he was also sick when…
By: J. S. Kierland He felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and someone yelled, “Pass it, Pop…pass it!” Trying to keep his balance he cradled the ball in his arms and started his fall. He hit the ground hard and…
By Eric Burbridge “You been with us for–” “Two years, never been late or took a sick or personal day. Do you believe me or what?” He sighed and slammed the folder shut. “It doesn’t matter business has slowed. Your…