Zachary Fitzner
Desert Summer
By Zachary Fitzner It’s summer; hot dry and hard. The course of growth has already been decided. A plant withers or flourishes now. It is too late to start a new love, it is a season for growing now, not planting. Something planted now would be a stunted, mean thing, baked by the glaring sun [...]
15Feb2010 | Editor | 1 comment | ContinuedWax
By Zachary Fitzner Chris’ truck lumbered on through the gathering snow, his windshield wipers feverishly fighting a losing battle against the flakes. He cursed quietly under his breath, brow furrowed, and condensing with sweat, despite the cold. The heater purred contentedly, but the seals around the doors of his nineteen sixty something Chevy leaked in [...]
2Feb2010 | Editor | 0 comments | ContinuedDamned Love
By Zachary Fitzner He had been in love once; he pondered this thought, the sound of slot machines hypnotic, his mind drifted away. He was a pale man standing alone at a bar at the end of a casino on the ground floor of a hotel. It was a large nameless hotel lost among the [...]
29Jan2010 | Editor | 0 comments | Continued