“If a man looks to have been drinking, steer clear of em, Jenner. You hear?” Auntie’s eyes were sharp and clear. I had never seen them any other way. […]
Deer Michigan by Jack C. Buck 98 Pages Truth Serum Press, 2016 ISBN: 978-1925536256 Deer Michigan by Jack Buck is a collection of flash fiction that draws its […]
The sun is not the jealous type. He doesn’t feel the need to be, and why would he? He warms us and gives us light; he makes things grow. Look […]
Technically, she loved Moshe Ber. At least her eyes went swimmy when she thought of him or when anyone else said his name. He went to the boys’ school in […]
Lucky told me the seconds before you die count the most. Which is why I howled when they come for his body at sunrise, two fat men in a pickup, […]
Past residents? Victims of the plague, a garrison of soldiers, and that bald hooker with the gold-studded tongue. There was also the defrocked priest chanting psalms during Holy Week.
If you stare at a man and don’t break eye contact, a grown one especially, it makes them nervous. There’s nothing a man can do to you for looking at him that way. Not in front of people.
She was always in motion and yet she stayed within the same thirty-six rows of seats, holding still while landmarks rocketed by.
It was a neighborhood of loose cats, sprinklers that fitzed up at dawn. Motorbikes would tear by too fast, Sheri said. She and Will were settling in. Everyone was genuinely happy for them.
When Natalie came home to Omaha, the summer after her junior year abroad, she brought back a Russian nesting doll. And a new name. Call me Natasha, my sister said. […]