PC Jeremy Doyle’s first day alone on the beat was not supposed to be like this. He’d hoped […]
short fiction
Summer It was a hot summer, humid. Flowers wilted soon after they bloomed, and your underwear stuck to […]
FICTION: Love, Anger, and Pity; or Fuck Everyone in the Entire History of Humanity by Douglas Rudoff
“We wish you a merry Christmas,” were the last words sung in the choral recital before the car […]
I remember that in the bar where I met the most beautiful man this other fellow used to […]
An internal lore exists within every family. Stories so often recalled and rehearsed that they seep down the […]
We sit by the log cabin Rosie and me. The smell of pine resin is strong and has […]
A stranger appeared at 23 Bank Street and rang the bell. With his hair cropped short, sporting a […]
