vol 07

8 Pieces of a Person by Amy Crosby

8 Pieces of a Person by Amy Crosby It was the end of the world and he had five things to his name. They were as follows: a set of keys to a building...

Room 303 by James Newman

About the Author: JAMES A. NEWMAN, originally from London, lives and writes in Bangkok. He is the author of the JOE DYLAN noir crime series and has just completed the fifth in the series:...

Man’s best friend by Nicholas MacDonnell

Man’s best friend by Nicholas MacDonnell The estate sale followed the funeral. In the days leading up to the auction, the family heirlooms were picked clean. It was the practical items that remained, the...

Year of the Money Lender By Callum McSorley

Year of the Money Lender By Callum McSorley Feng watched the rain from the window. It tinkled on the bells of the shrines and temples and ran off the eaves of curved rooftops in...

After Christmas by NT Franklin

After Christmas by NT Franklin Christmas was over, I needed to kill. Christmas didn’t mean anything to me and I had seven days to kill every week. She liked Christmas and He liked that...

The Bid by K. McGee

The Bid by K. McGee “Wakey wakey! Get that perky little ass out of bed, Karla. We got us a situation here!” Karla curled into a ball, hands clamped over ears, and for one...

Chasing the Slarg by Kevin Bennett

Chasing the Slarg (A Love Story…kinda.) by Kevin Bennett I — Quest Conception— A gentleman keeps his mustache well groomed and thick. It is one of the birthright marks of civilization—for not all men...

Goodbye,Mister Tits by Gary Ives

Goodbye,Mister Tits: A Teacher Story by Gary Ives Students at Tully High School referred to physics teacher Bruce Korrachekov as Mister Tits. This because of his propensity to stare unabashedly down blouses. More than...

Writer’s Camp by Frederick Foote

Writer’s Camp by Frederick Foote Oh, I know you. I know the language of your face and the taste of your spit and the smell of your shit. I know you Kaden, your odd...

Roadside by Mike Bryan

Roadside by Mike Bryan The engine rumbled as Danny rolled the throttle and worked the gears of his Harley through the twisting canyons. The small brown package was strapped to the rear fender as...