B.O.B.

You ever felt like you were meant to do something different? Like maybe somewhere the wires got crossed and forces beyond your control mixed up your destiny and left you in a bad spot? Well, that's me. The name’s Bob, although I’ve been called many things. I may not have limbs but I do have... Continue Reading →

Lemon Queens

Day twenty-six of the courthouse standoff, and Sergeant Nelson was dreaming of retirement. His usually shined Bate’s were scuffed at the toe as he looked on with stoic empathy, as men with beer guts and rifles traded insults with a group of masked skateboarders. At 53, Sergeant Nelson could smell the sawdust as he saw... Continue Reading →

Nita, Now

Nita studied the plaque on the eighteenth step of the Lincoln Memorial, honoring the very spot where Dr. King gave his famous speech. The eighteenth step, as all the steps, were crowded with protestors. At least five people had megaphones. At least five different chants were fighting to be heard at that very minute. Despite... Continue Reading →

Waiting

Doug and Marcy waited in the car, behind five other vehicles waiting in the drive-thru testing line. They clutched their respective phones, the rush and rattle of the vents the only sound between them as the air conditioning struggled against the record day temperatures. Doug looked up occasionally, to the protests across the street. He’d... Continue Reading →

Dream Scene

I stumble into a ballroom. The place is draped in bronze, with parquet floors and chandeliers the size of Volkswagen's. Every head turns to look at me. Attractive woman with blue eyes, green eyes, hazel, brown, all wearing evening gowns. All stunning, or, well, stunned to see me, at least. There’s a rip in my... Continue Reading →

Noteworthy

Lori and I had never been known as tech savvy. Our children always managed the downloads and all the constant updates and gadgets. So I was surprised by how she’d started using her new phone. She’d been on it more, recently, curled up in the corner of the couch as we watched House Hagglers, the... Continue Reading →

Picture Window

The grass is dewy on my bare feet as I stop outside. I haven’t had my coffee yet but there’s pressing business that needs doing before anything else. All night that bird, chirping at the window, summoning me like a patron to a waiter, right at the sill. Greta never stirred. Maybe if the fat... Continue Reading →

Abracadabra

We’re in the dairy section, on the hunt for banana yogurt because it’s the only one my child will eat. The child spinning out a new spell when someone blocks my view. The lady’s eyes crinkle with concern. She nods at my daughter. “Why would you let her dress that way?” “Huh? Oh.” I turn,... Continue Reading →

100 Days

I’m outside after the show. Some kids scatter down the sidewalks of the old lower basin, where all the warehouses sit like tombstones. Cigarettes, mohawks, we’ve played the old shoe factory before, and I love it because of the sound, but the river smells like week old fish sticks. “Hey,” Zach calls out, opening the... Continue Reading →

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