The Ally

John gets out of bed and turns on the computer. He goes to Facebook. His page Facebook profile says “BRODY WELLINGTON. Pronouns: he/she/them/they.…


Black and Blue

The old man wakes up and once again refuses to come to terms with the reality of his battered knees and gnarled fingers and perpetual bloat.…


The Sayings of Cinesias: A Manuscript, Part 1

I found the strangest book in the library today. I was browsing in the stacks, just trying to avoid going back to my apartment. It’s a cold day, and…


Other Dog Rapists

“Too close for comfort?” “That’s not it.” A ripe-red, double-winged, dizzy maple key lands in Craig’s green table condiment. Craig flinches. An…


Revenge on a Platter, Part 4: Vengeance Is a Woman Who Savours a Nice, Full-Bodied Merlot

VII. Fingers beating out a tune on the steering wheel, the scruffy-chinned Shaggy wannabe slowed us to a stop at the side of the road. Confused, I…


Confessions of a Joe Rogan Fanboy

Hi, I’m Mike and it has been 64 days since my last Joe Rogan. I’m standing here before you today, because I know you, I know where you’ve been, and I…


Revenge on a Platter, Part 3: Vengeance Is a Woman Who Loves to Indulge Her Cravings

V. Car alarm set. Keys zippered into their pocket. Satchel hanging from my hand. My curve-hugging little denim dress tugged into place. Long…


Perfect Timing

Healthy, muscular, versatile, free to travel, discretion assured: the words appeared in every one of Reinhardt’s online descriptions in selected…


My Soul Has a Weal

Two white mass murderers sit in their prison cell. One is reading a poetry journal on the bottom bunk. The other is bouncing a balled-up pair of…


The Bet, Part 2

III. Bill’s footsteps echoed off the deserted high street. A sinister tranquility magnified by the soft electronic grind of shop front CCTV cameras…