INSPECTION

Every morning after the school gates were locked we lined up for Inspection. Boy, girl lines, at least that’s how I remember it, I could ask my sister but she won’t remember, she has the most shocking crap memory, it’s amazing what she’s forgotten. More than most...

I Won’t Keep You

                                                      The phone started ringing just as I got to the M Street Bridge, the border between Georgetown and boring old Washington, D.C., where I lived. I ran up the scabby rise to the phone booth. The metal door folded in...

In the Car With Brandy

I tell Brandy about my stepmom saying nothing good happens after midnight, which was the stupidest, most Mom Phrase thing I’d ever heard, and it’s insulting since she’s not my mom and saying stupid shit like that just makes it obvious she doesn’t know what she’s even...

Love Finds You When You Stop Looking

The way a guitar duo watches each other’s fingers on the strings, until one turns his face away for a private moment of satisfaction, then returns to the light of his partner; the way mistakes are shared, laughed over, corrected together—this was Francile’s ideal. But...

Boston After Dark

When I was a regular adult, I thought nothing would scare me, but I was wrong. Now that I am old, I am afraid all the time. In the locked ward, patients in floppy slippers walk short laps; you see them pass again and again. A television blares. My beloved’s first...

Everybody Knows Milo

His grandmother saved her egg money for years to give him a college education, and what did Milo do with that money when at last he inherited it? He quit his accounting major and bought a bar on the wrong end of town. Cecile’s Place seemed to have been built as an...

Tin Can- working on Dialogue

“What are we going to do today?” Stella asks. Rocky wonders if she’s serious. If she really thinks that there’s an answer to that question. If he should hate her or love her for asking. “Let’s start the revolution,” Shaggy says. He balances his laptop on the outside...

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Annie got herself a gun, blew a hole through his rear window: crackling of spiders spread across the glass. “Dang, woman. What you go and do that for?” Everette feigned stupidity. Wasn’t hard. Pigs had more frontal lobe sense than Everette ever would. “Grandpa always...

Vault

I dream awake.   The first dream is a descent into the heavy darkness of a cavern.   The second descent is a slower drift into terror. Restraints follow the wallop, and wrists swell into a bloody mass. The mouth is taped to a bar. I think this must be me in...

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