Editors’ Pick #42: Why They Cried, by Jim Hanas
The Cryerer couldn’t remember how long he sat there, watching blankly as the racetrack melted and the Christmas tree dissolved in flames. It was engulfed almost immediately. He was not […]
The Cryerer couldn’t remember how long he sat there, watching blankly as the racetrack melted and the Christmas tree dissolved in flames. It was engulfed almost immediately. He was not […]
I walked back to where Jess was standing. I grabbed a beer. Jess raised the pistol and emptied the clip so fast he only hit one of the bottles. He […]
The move home was a turning point for me. Well, less like a turning and more like a case of emergency in which you smash glass. Even with my post-collegiate […]
Ethel Hale was a little big. She taught chemistry and wore a swimsuit with one of those butt ruffles. Two of her husband Tom could fit inside one of those […]
(after caravaggio’s doubting thomas) jesus, if i had your hair, i’d lasso helicopters. i’d bring them to a standstill and lift up my head through the blades.
For the first week, the only time I let Luke touch a brush was to clean it. Other than that his job was simple, spread the drop cloths along the […]
What could be more intimate? Battlefield, altar, bodas de sangre, marriage bed. If it pleases the gods, there’s bound to be a con man with a shortcut nearby. The ghost […]
IV. How long ago was it now, since I awoke to my new life on this ship? It’s so hard to keep time here.
They say Einstein had no tear ducts. They say he cried straight from his brain. They say he had a small family
Not four years after his wedding and already a widower, Grainier lived in his lean-to by the river below the site where his home had been. He kept a campfire […]