A caravan of blank, white-paneled moving trucks pulled off blacktopped State Route 53, and turned onto an abandoned dirt road. The dry dirt had permanent ruts carved in from years gone by and was overgrown with tall grass and weeds.… Continue Reading
The fat guy got off first, face like a flattened canister and pinkish skin. The skunk. He was hauling a ginormous bag. Sweating, the damn stinker. He’d sat next to me the whole trip, stuck in the seat, incapable of… Continue Reading
‘The knockings you hear are only the most modest act in her repertoire. Calista has the bad habit that all ghosts have to move swiftly around your back or to sneak at the edge of your vision. I’m fed up… Continue Reading
Snapping his eyes open at the thunderous knocking at his front door, Steven rolled out of bed, put on his robe and slippers and walked out of the bedroom. The morning air was chilly inside the small, four-room house. Shivers… Continue Reading
December. Sunday. 19:35 The very devil made me go shopping to Carrefour at this hour. The place is packed, we’ll be stuck here until fucking ten o’clock. I told her all right – let’s go in the morning, we wake… Continue Reading
Night descended on Interstate-90 as I crossed over into the Badlands. Real raw weather for October. Snow dusted the asphalt and picnic tables of the deserted rest area. The scene was virginal as death. I parked the Chevy under one… Continue Reading
There was a game we used to play when we were kids—the hanging game, we called it. I don’t know where it started, but I talked to a girl down in Lawford once, and she remembered playing it with jump… Continue Reading
The drone of the machine resembled the heavy breathing of the old woman, and the distilled water swashed into the concentrator’s bottle. Alexandra Filotti took care of changing the oxygen bottle for her upper floor neighbor daily but, at the… Continue Reading
I set the jug down on the table and clenched my fists; I’d barely sat on the chair and already started to get angry. The coffee was tasteless. The movements of my wife were getting quicker and more chaotic over… Continue Reading
You push aside the cast-iron sewer lid and force yourself out on your scraggy arms. A wild, unknown light lashes your eyes while car horns pierce your ears like shards of glass. You don’t dodge them, nor do you roll… Continue Reading