Fiction – Page 14 – cereal after sex

Feldon Fartz sat nervously in the waiting area of the Fifth Avenue Doll Salon. It smelled like makeup and money… Read more.

Child of the Cabbage (Ep. 4)

He watched her from the safety of a window inside as Gracelyn poked at the worn strip of earth below… Read more.

The salt and pepper scruff on his face was uneven, choppy like a soured sea, as if he had used… Read more.

Gracelyn Polk sat at her desk in the middle of her world history classroom at Cabbage Junction Primary School. She… Read more.

Gracelyn Polk sat in the Cabbage Junction Public Library reading about the Napoleonic Wars from an old, oversized book. Read more.

The group emerged from the forest and onto the side of a broken and buckled road littered with debris. There… Read more.

Sally and Mary Jane were huddled around a candle in the kitchen, whispering. “I think you should call a doctor,”… Read more.

“Well, I’m sorry. There’s good naked and bad naked. Sex naked is good. Breakfast naked is bad. That’s just how… Read more.

I saw some Wild West cowgirl chick smoking crushed Opana off a piece of foil through a swirly, glass sarsaparilla… Read more.

Mary Jane’s fine porcelain skin had a pinkish hue as she twaddled about her sun-drenched apartment watering her plants and… Read more.

It was when Linnifrid turned to gather her things that the shrunken and deformed people came out of the darkness… Read more.

Linnifrid was hungry, but she had nothing to eat. Her stomach grumbled. “I would give anything for a steaming pot… Read more.