In the Shadow of the Belt, Chapter 10: Drama Studio

Young Voices I got into the literary circle “Young Voices” thanks to Genka Pantyukhov, my classmate and the son of a physics teacher. We were fond of…


6 to 6: And Deliver Us from the Vikings, Amen

A flashlight comes on in the dark. The light defines the motions of a man’s hand as he rises to his feet. The light lands here and there on empty…


In the Shadow of the Belt, Chapter 9: School Again, Part 2

Chemistry Lesson One Our classroom was at the end of the corridor opposite the gym door. Schoolchildren freed from physical education were required…


6 to 6: This Shit Kicks Viagra’s Ass

My sunflower-yellow cab stopped in front of a small trailer on a gravel road. A big old man came slowly out into the sun, his body jerking and…


In the Shadow of the Belt, Chapter 9: School Again, Part 1

Having moved to a new place of residence, my parents transferred me to a new school. Rather, my mother transferred me. Although not far from us was a…


Tales of Interest: My First Missed Connection

Awkward comedies are the worst. In fact, cringe-worthy crapfests like Curb Your Enthusiasm usually make me leave the room. A while back, I got an…


What’s the Worst Tattoo You’ve Ever Given Someone?

Back in the day, bikers, sailors, and convicts used to have tattoos. This was pretty sweet because tattoos were like a big neon sign that told you…


The Excommunication of Pine Sol Guy

I’ve already covered most of the characters in my gym, but one creeper rules them all. The lord and master of all Gym Weirdos is Pine Sol Guy. I…


In the Shadow of the Belt, Chapter 8: Old Colony, Part 5

Burnt Summer was over. Autumn had come, and study had come. The beginning of classes was marked by a tragic death: one of the younger students of our…


6 to 6: Thinking’s Got Nothing to Do with It

It was a cookie cutter neighborhood and nobody answered the phone, so I got out of my cab and walked to the door. I rang the bell. Dogs barked…