Short Fiction
GOODBYE DICK His birthday gift to her, a set of full tang stainless steel kitchen knives, lay strewn about on the counter. He lay on the floor, his penis in her left hand. A peculiar thing, she thought. It can grow and squirm like such an altogether separate entity of the body. Its ability to …
On September 10, 2001 I was a virgin. (I am not intending to use that date as an emotional trigger, rather as a significant date in my life – at the time more of a stumbling, late morning saunter through the leering eyes of womanhood - inasmuch as a precursory date to a much greater …
I kept a pet-name for Kendall Falling in my mind; The Wide-Eyed Girl. Eyes that glistened and bounced around like pinballs; bold and brown. Those eyes searched over the cityscape and all therein; the passing motor cars and trucks, the glass and mortar towers, the walks and don’t walks, the hosed-over early morning sidewalks, the …
She loved him. That’s why she left me. They had known each other before me. In a time in their lives when she was ready and he was not. I came along later. After what moments of fumbling lust and displaced emotions had expired, she escaped me and waited for him. He had been terminated …
Two co-workers sit at a bar top and stare up toward flat screen sports highlights. An act that is repeated in millions of dim-lighted, slick-topped bars where patrons play dj and the bartenders’ feet scurry from till to tap to bottle neck. All-the-while conversations are had for no reason and every reason, smiles are wrung …
Where rests the extinct Moorestown Locomotive Company - a weeded-over and corrupt brick campus of late 19th century design, inactive since its last use as a rubber stamp factory in the early 1960’s - locals say that if you go to Morgan’s Hill just over-looking the old grounds and now defunct railway leading from the …
At the age of 17, I ran naked through an empty baseball diamond with a Dark Eyes vodka-soaked tampon up my ass and two morphine sulfate pills in my blood. I am not telling you this to shock you; undoubtedly as a modern media consumer you’ve seen and read far more shocking moments than mine. …
