Fiction – Page 9 – cereal after sex

Ephemeral Green Ego. I hesitated to tell him because he had a bad habit of being overly judgmental. “I dreamt… Read more.

The Chronicles of Anton Chico (Low and High)

I went down to the river. The mighty Pecos River that wasn’t so mighty. Maybe like me. I stood on… Read more.

In a previous life I had been an oven salesman in Omaha spending my livid, blank days doling out shiny… Read more.

On the planet Placitas in the far away galaxy of Fresh, a young stormtrooper bemoaned his place in the endless… Read more.

Rude Rudy squirmed in the chair in the office that smelled like sterile, dusty discipline. Across from him seated at… Read more.

The house was an orgiastic glory hole of shining metal and stunning stone, sharp lines, and tall windows. It had… Read more.

Deep-seated dreams play in my head like an 8mm film. I can hear the monotonous whir of the projector. I… Read more.

Why all this? he wondered to himself. Why is this place such an inhumane zoo? He just wanted to eat… Read more.

Veronica’s first instinct was to run downstairs and tell her brute of a father that there was a strange boy… Read more.

Adam Longo was still and quiet atop his perch at the abandoned Grainer Falls shoe factory. He was looking down… Read more.

Momma and Eddie said goodbye to Magnolia and me in the driveway at the home of the Beasleys. I’m going… Read more.

My name is Magnolia Shakes, and I was born on July 28, 1970. Exactly eight years later my daddy died… Read more.