Latest Submissions
In the Parking Lot
Sitting in my office around noon on the 7th of June, I receive a text from Nikki advising “she has no car” and must cancel our scheduled June 8th…
Field Recording
I looked over at Connor and saw he really needed to ash his cigarette. Before it all fell to the ground, I noticed how it almost matched his eyes,…
Mano Niuhi: The Legend of the Sharkmen
“The sea has never been friendly to man. At most it has been the accomplice of human restlessness.” --- Joseph Conrad Eyes dark as undelved pearls…
Finding Hope in Horror: 1917 and Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood
As the world seems to shift toward a very modern, yet more subtle brand of Armageddon, I’ve been thinking more and more about 1917, Sam Mendes’ 2019…
“Last Tuesday” and “Janus in Chains”
Last Tuesday I finished off a six-pack I wish the titty bar wasn’t closed. I would be there right now instead of sitting on my floor. If I lived in…
Chairs
I grew up in Sydney, if you want to know the truth. I was the middle child of five children (two older brothers and two younger sisters). I had a…
“Oh! The Colour That Wasn’t Me,” “Beyond,” “The Cup,” and Other Poems
Oh! The Colour That Wasn't Me They had always said Said, opined and judged Trickles of appreciation but mostly for me none.. But hurtful…
Fly the Friendly Skies
“Hey, Captain Mustard.” A jocular voice called to Marcus Sears (Capt. USCA, ret.) from across the American Legion bar. “So much for my night.” Marcus…
“When the Clouds Let Go of Something Else,” “After House,” and “The Carnival of Rats”
When the Clouds Let Go of Something Else Thunder arrived without lightning and when lightning flashed seconds later, there was no thunder, only great…
Stupid City
Ami Xochitl-Nigeria-Rubenstein-Ferrol wakes up on her futon and rolls her head around on her Chilean duck feather pillow. She smiles at the waft of…
