The Incel Magician

Looking back, I wouldn’t call myself desperate; I needed a calling, a reason to pass my time on this earth, for virtue was my cause, for virtue I…


The Yard Man

Greg knew that his neighbor Pete was always worried about his house getting robbed, even though they lived in an upper middle class suburb. There had…


The Ring of Gyges, Part 2

VI. “The headband?” Adam said. “That’s not a ring, and besides, I just lost it. I can’t find it anywhere.” “The line between fact and fiction is…


True Love, Part 3

VII. Ken woke up to the familiar scent of his own bed. He groaned weakly and tried to sit up. Instantly he heard the zip of a wire and he was sprung…


A Hair’s Breadth, Part 1

I. “Mu….m! Mu…m!” a little voice cries out from the backyard. But apparently mum is busy on the phone, in the living room. It’s her husband calling…


The King of Taps

In McDowell, West Virginia, birthplace to the King of Taps, the company houses built by U.S. Coal and Coke held an inch of breath between them. One…


Parole and the Path to Enlightenment

As Breezy walked through the 16-foot-tall mechanical iron gates, he felt the weight of steel bars, razor wire, and 120-year-old bricks fall from his…


30 Birds: “Eel Dogs ‘Til Stupid” by Jun. 27

I. Don’t encourage me. Life right now in NYC is NSYNC on repeat. The first piece of music I ever owned was the album No Strings Attached by NSYNC. I…


Cracking Up

I’ve suffered from panic attacks most of my life, some self-induced and some not.  It was Regina’s 35th birthday party. We drove up with our…


Sub Neon

A languid summer’s rain pours from the sky. The evening advances, the temperature drops, the neon glow of Sixth Avenue adds an illusion of warmth to…