You’re Gunna Know My Name, Pt 2 – Drew Buxton

There was a cardboard sign duct-taped to the old neon GoldSky sign: Cockfights, $20 admission. The doorman was short but built, and to Shane he seemed like he could just snap for no reason. The ring was set-up in the old lobby entrance on top of the marble, just before the original green and yellow […]

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You’re Gunna Know My Name, Pt. 1 – Drew Buxton

There’d been many graphic photos, but they were the only ones who’d shown up to the press conference in the hot park. Mayor Gottlieb flipped through his notecards and shook his head and asked them where they were from.   “Community Eye, sir,” Shane said. “Community Eye? Public access?” “Yeah. Channel 18,” Gabby said. He […]

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Three Stories – Jordan Castro

  Faultless Couple It was somebody’s fault, but according to him it was not his. She, however, claimed it wasn’t her fault either. It is not my fault, he said. Well it isn’t my fault, she said. Vegetarianism Arguments “Even Hitler was a vegetarian.” “Hitler was a vegetarian.” Gardeners They’d planned to have a garden, […]

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Blood – Troy James Weaver

Blood doesn’t come out of a puncture much more than a dot. You could run a sharpened dowel through somebody and yank it out and you’d barely see a drop or two. I don’t even know why they bother with the cotton swab after a shot. Just roll your sleeve down and move on. That’s […]

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Bertrand Russell Stole My Wife – Marston Hefner

Before we can control it, we find ourselves moving in a different world with different equations. Twos and threes take the place of faces. Time breathes as I breathe. Hard and into my heart. Always knowing this is what I came for. This is what I always wanted. I change perspectives. Thank you. Thank you. […]

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Kanawha Valley – Mark Johnson

When people hear “the valley,” what comes to mind, usually, I think is either something biblical involving two rivers or the blighted outskirts of Los Angeles Where the disinterested and their Pomeranians step over Vietnam War vets Who, a lifetime ago, Met Reagan as he evicted them from their mental institutions. Weak handshake! They’ll tell […]

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Saliva And Grease And Piri Piri – Steve Anwyll

All of the sudden. He’s right there. Behind my shoulder. Asking if it’s fine to sit down. I give him a look from head to toe. Shabby clothes. Dirty beard. A couple of plastic bags. Completely unwanted. Classic bum. Fine by me. I got the whole table to myself. And no one else has asked. […]

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It’s Not the House That’s Haunted – Cavin Bryce

I’m standing in the barren dirt patch that was once my front yard, staring ahead at my humble little home. The house I am looking at now is not the same house that Nathan and I moved into. It may look the same, and is located in the same spot, but this house is different. […]

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Summer’s Violent Garden – Stephen Mortland

I spent that summer unbodied, in the mind of a child. I was a thought, only fully realized when considered by the child. When he forgot me, when he became captive to some new thought, I waited to be birthed again into the fullness of his reality. The child’s name was Will. He lived with […]

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