Drew Hubner

An excerpt from East of Bowery by Drew Hubner and Ted Barron Buy it on Amazon - $15.95 Also available in Kindle format - $9.95 The next morning I was awakened before dawn when a squad of SWAT cops in vests stepped into ...

Michael A. Gonzales

Going to daddy's gaudy Harlem apartment every other weekend was one of the highlights of my childhood. Living in the heart of the hood, he worked as a full-time barber and part time hustler. A sawed off Puerto Rican who stoo...

J. Boyett

My lover and I decided to stop using our bodies. Of course we had to keep using them—for things like breathing, eating, being alive—but we decided to stop using them when making love. “Because isn't it a spiritual th...

Darius James

Clunkitty-clunkitty CLUNK-CLUNK-CLUNK!!! This was not the clatter of the goat-hooved devil girls on the roof of the Froggie Family home. Clunkitty-clunkitty CLUNK-CLUNK-CLUNK!!! Nor the gentle patter of ballet-slippered...

Stewart Home

was told the fastest route to Hell was by Metro. I took a train to South Hades. The local information map had Mount Olympus and numerous other mythological sites from the major world religions marked on it as being located ...

Jill Rapaport

The children of George Washington can thank their thirteen-plus stars that wooden teeth like his do not mar their cheerful visages; and I speak as one descended in part from the brave general, and specifically the daughter o...

Craig Clevenger

Lyle let his engine rattle for a ten count before he killed the ignition and stepped out. The snuffed porch light and the blanket nailed across the apartment window served as warning that he had best signal his arrival, that...

Ron Kolm

We were totally unprepared for the winter of 1968; it was bleak and cold, and it seemed to last forever. My wife and I were from the North -- Reading, Pennsylvania -- and we had joined a government program to help organize ...

John Farris

“What you gonna be when you blow up? I bet you gonna be a balloon…kee kee kee!” That was Willie T’s salutation these days -- delivered with an eye-rolling guffaw registering satisfaction with his cho...

Robert C. Hardin

Merthiolate After failing to kill myself for the eighteenth time, I decided to be more positive. Why focus on failure? I thought. Why not appreciate the character added by damage to my once-perfect body? But despite the p...

Christian X. Hunter

Excerpts from A Fistful Of Rupees There is a train to Dharmavaram at 5:00 for fifty-seven rupees. That allows about fourteen minutes buy a platform ticket, retrieve my pack from left luggage, buy some food and find the trai...

B. Kold

Aliens do exist, but humans should try to avoid any contact with them - Stephen Hawking You’re fired. - Donald Trump New York City: The Near Future Vion Sandor was cold. Everybody else on line was cold too, but th...

Drew Hubner

#1-The Vet I sell nickel bags Pretty good weed sure Comes in bricks from Mexico Ive seen the whole operation The trucks The safe house up on Walton Ave We went down to Manhattan to the city to party and goof around b...

Tim Beckett

An excerpt from the novel "Uranium City Return" At the end of the road, an airstrip appears, as unexpected as a landing pad for aliens. Instinctively, I look for the Eldorado Mine and the company town of Eldorado that str...