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Body Bag
by Eric Bonholtzer His wife was in the bag, well, what was left of her. Vincent had been able to get rid of one of the hands when he’d stopped for gas, providing a very hungry and very scrawny dog with a decent meal, and he knew that if he could just make it [...]
18Sep2012 | admin | 3 comments | ContinuedSummer’s Day
By Eric Bonholtzer Summer was burning the ashes, watching intently as every trace of her boyfriend’s favorite blue shirt disappeared into the smoldering fire of burning leaves. She thought about just how much her boyfriend loved that shirt, and smiled a little, the engraved brass buttons the only thing she ever liked about [...]
18Sep2012 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedIn Control
by Marc Colten Jeffrey Gold sat in his doctor’s waiting room gently swinging the quart food saver bag with his pill bottles. Even though this was the same office that had written all of his prescriptions they always asked him questions on dosage or how often he took the pills. He never remembered them [...]
7Sep2012 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedThe Big Question
by Marc Colten “How do you know if you’re crazy?” Bob Lewis asked. The toaster seemed to think about it for a while, but didn’t answer. He stared at it for a while longer, finally realizing that he had already unplugged it. I probably should have asked it while the toast was cooking, he [...]
1Sep2012 | admin | 1 comment | ContinuedThe Personate Neighbor
By Charles Carpenter Tarana picks up the clumps of body hair from the floor of the shower and drops them into the waste basket. Even with her long fingernails she is hardly ever able to pick it all up in its entirety, and consequently, approximately one-third of it goes down the drain, stopping it up [...]
15Aug2012 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedTrophy Wife
By John L. Campbell Everyone said she was crazy to marry Dean. The newspapers called her Cooper IV. Her mother, for whom marrying money was the greatest achievement a woman could hope for, expressed her fears and reservations. Her girlfriends told her she was not only crazy, but stupid. Even that detective from the District [...]
31Jul2012 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedTen Rules of Walter
By John L. Campbell Walter followed the rules. He’d been doing it his entire life, careful to stay within the lines, keeping a low profile and staying out of trouble. It didn’t make him particularly happy – that wasn’t a state he experienced often – but it avoided a lot of hell, and he supposed [...]
31Jul2012 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedAfter the Big Dance
By Steve Andreorio Hubert was amazed at his exquisite luck. He had happened to be undergoing an MRI for a minor back problem when the super bomb hit the city. The MRI apparatus was located in the third sub-basement of the Memorial Hospital main building and, apart from a little rock and roll for the [...]
23Jul2012 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedOut on the Town
By Charles Carpenter Lenny Biggs and his life time friend, Ollie Hill sit at the bar sipping at their draft beers. The night is a chilly one and not really a good time to be drinking cold beer. But meager finances have dictated their choice of beverages, even though a good shot of whiskey would [...]
17Jul2012 | admin | 1 comment | ContinuedAnnie
By Steve Erdmann When you are a security guard you see a lot of unusual and interesting people in your duties. A particular person at any particular time may or may not grab your interest, and in as much as guards are trained to watch for special points of interest, one person scuffling along a [...]
1Jul2012 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedLottie
by Scarlette Donovan TWO ARE DEAD Woman’s Rejection Leads Lover to Shoot Her and Then Shoots Himself AWFUL TRAGEDY AT BIGELOW Mrs. Lottie Brayton Is Shot Down In Cold Blood By James Edward Walsh September 2nd, 1907 As a result of a lovers’ quarrel a man and woman lie dead at Bigelow. [...]
24Jun2012 | admin | 2 comments | ContinuedLibrary of the 4th Kind
By Aaron Bayscaplous The reader closed the book he was reading and returned it to the bookshelf. Sandy Winstrom fell asleep. It was actually more than sleep; it was suspended animation. The next time the reader picked the book off the shelf Sandy’s day begun. The clock radio sounded at 10AM, blaring rock music. [...]
15Jun2012 | admin | 1 comment | ContinuedLet The Sky Fall
By Trent Hansen Chane had never believed in bones. He believed the world was exactly as it appeared, nothing more, nothing less, and the whole idea of hard plates under your skin supporting you just seemed ridiculous. But now that they were face to face, he couldn’t really deny them; he just wished they’d met [...]
1Jun2012 | admin | 1 comment | ContinuedGericht
By Sherry Cortes The guns stopped firing right as the rain did at two pm. Private Muller lit a cigarette scavenged from a nearby body—a boy, couldn’t be a day older than seventeen. Muller appreciated a moment of relative silence. Somewhere far down the line, he could still hear the big guns going, the gray [...]
31May2012 | admin | 1 comment | ContinuedThe Clock Twelfth Told
By Matthew Benton The Volkswagen bounced down the country road. I sat in the backseat, trying to eavesdrop on my parents conversation but between the crunching of the tires and constantly being tossed into the roof, lets just say that listening was no longer an option. I turned my attention to the window, staring out [...]
24May2012 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedCreepers
by J. Whitworth Hazzard The Xiao-Li jungle at night was deeply unsettling. It was hot as the Devil’s balls, even by moonlight. All the scurrying and slithering just out of sight in the underbrush made the grunts jittery. “Hell’s Tower, this is Bravo One. Seismic tumblers are in place,” LT reported over the radio. “We’re [...]
21May2012 | admin | 2 comments | ContinuedGingerbread Man
By M. L. Erwin & T. J. Scott Marsie stares out the window of her office, located in downtown Dallas. The day is overcast and cool for July in Texas. An overcast sky always reminds her of him, the Gingerbread Man. A smile spreads across her face. “The Gingerbread Man,” she whispers. He was [...]
4May2012 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedCrazy Black Betty
By T. J. Scott & M. L. Erwin Scott picked up the phone. “Speak.” “Hey, Scott, it’s me, Jeff.” “Hey Jeff, how’s country life treating you? Watching the grass grow?” “Yea, pretty much. I called to let you know somebody died.” “Not your mom?” “She died last year, Scott, remember?” “Oh, yes. I’m sorry. I…” [...]
4May2012 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedI Love Peaches Carter And I Don’t Give a Damn
by T. J. Scott & M. L. Erwin Lonny West fluffed up his afro, making sure it was neat and round. He was eighteen years old now. Lonny lived in the black community of a small town in Texas called Haskell. The black community didn’t have much. Gin yards, dirt roads, and Peaches Carter. Peaches [...]
4May2012 | admin | 2 comments | ContinuedGloria’s Barbeque
By M. L. Erwin and T. J. Scott When had she begun to drink? She remembered experimenting with it in high school, but not for very long. Now it had become a nightly habit. She turned her television down low so she could hear his voice. She prayed not to hear it, but she [...]
4May2012 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedDance of the Yard Apes
By John L. Campbell Merrill Travis dropped his two-hundred-fifty pounds into a brown easy chair, cracking the framework again. He threw his weight against the back, and the footrest squealed in protest as it snapped up. Merrill propped his feet up, wiggling one toe through the hole in his right sock, grabbed the remote with [...]
3May2012 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedPiney Wood Trail
By Charles Carpenter The two hikers which had come up missing two weeks earlier are the last thing on my mind as I make my way from the bustle of the city and out towards the mountainous wilds. I’ve decided to hike the trail that will eventually take me up to the Blue Ridge [...]
2May2012 | admin | 1 comment | ContinuedWithin the Attic
by Eric G. Ekaut 3845 Bellfor was a two-story brick bungalow on the East Side of Detroit and the only house on the block without a green front yard. Slim Love had lived there all his life. When Slim pressed his forehead against the living room picture window, the cool glass crinkled his brown skin. [...]
2May2012 | admin | 1 comment | ContinuedA Day in the Country
By J.R. Bingham With both hands, Laura had just lifted the sandwich to her mouth when a hulking shadow overspread the picnic blanket. A talon descended, spearing the sandwich for a quick steal. Laura’s eyes bulged. Screaming, she scooted backwards onto the grass and scrambled to her feet. “Get inside the house!” [...]
2May2012 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedMoriarty’s Wild Adventure
By: Steve Erdmann The humid, limp summer breeze stalked them amidst the body sweat and flamboyant teenage talk. It was the St. Louis summer of a magical 1960: A time and place marked by historical and personal events that permeated Moriarty Wild’s every fiber of flesh and bone and also sank deep into his life-giving [...]
28Apr2012 | admin | 1 comment | ContinuedHowlin’ for You
By Ryan N. Hejmanowski Samuel sat loosely in the saddle of his motorcycle as it slid across the pavement just north of eighty miles an hour. The sun was low in the sky, signaling the end of the day was near. It mattered little, as the temperature was still a hundred degrees. The air coming [...]
22Apr2012 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedGraffiti Park
By Ken Compton Her body was pinned to the ground by his girth, her shorts were snatched down and her panties were torn off. She squirmed against the warm soil, the effort more exhausting than helpful and cringed as he positioned himself between her thighs; his pants were unzipped and to his knees, he had [...]
12Apr2012 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedDisturbance Call at the Fairy Bar
by Phillip J. Boucher The hot, dry southern air teased Sheriff Eugene Pennifore’s face as it drifted through the open window of the SUV and hung there like a curtain. He wiped away the small beads of sweat that ran down his forehead, drying his hand on his uniform pants. He glanced into the [...]
12Apr2012 | admin | 1 comment | ContinuedThe Tax Man’s Dog
by M. L. Erwin & T. J. Scott Brian Washington worked for the government. The Civil War was over and it was time for Southerners to pay Uncle Sam what was owed. Brian was a tax collector, a job he didn’t particularly like. He was a tall man six five and string bean slender. Good-looking, [...]
8Apr2012 | admin | 0 comments | Continued