Short Fiction – Page 4 – cereal after sex

He was feeling restless in his overheated testicles on that day when everything changed. The man named Steeple resembled a… Read more.

The Dreamers of Fortune Street

Is it me causing all the ruckuses? Is it me blowing down all the brick walls? I went to the… Read more.

“This won’t be on you. I’ll take full responsibility. I’ve already written my family a certified letter stating that I… Read more.

But then again, maybe she’ll get gunned down in the cafeteria just as she’s about to dig into her fruit… Read more.

He looked at her body and wondered if she could shoot bullets from those breasts. Her nipples stood out through… Read more.

He turned to look at her. “The only one I want to be forceful with is you. I guess you… Read more.

She smiled. She had big teeth that sat like aging tombstones losing their footing on the well-wormed ground of a… Read more.

“You take care now,” he said, and he moved toward the door and went out of the building and into… Read more.

“That Capitalism is a prison for most of us. Everyone should have access to the same basic necessities of life…… Read more.

He reached toward and took what remained of his hamburger and clutched it in his hand. He threw it at… Read more.

“No… I’m going to go home and try to talk some sense into her.” Then he laughed. “I’ll whip out… Read more.

He plotted a path across the highway. As he slowly walked, the rushing machines went right through him as if… Read more.