By O. Lucio d’Arc
Chapter 10
THINGS CAN’T GET worse. But they do.
That night Bugs washes his hands before eating an apple and smoking a joint, scrubbing them good like he always does … Continue reading→
Two Minutes Thirteen Seconds
By Holly Day
Years later, when all was forgiven, Jacob
would have Esau over for dinner
to share some of the good fortune that continued to come his way
long after one would have expected.
They would sit around their … Continue reading→
By O. Lucio d’Arc
Chapter 9
THE TEACHER? What the fuck does that mean? Carole feels like Marisa Hargitay on a bad day. Diz and Scott Free and Carole are sitting around the kitchen … Continue reading→
By O. Lucio d’Arc
Chapter 8
THE NEXT DAY dear-old Dad is torched, Carole is given an urn of ashes – so small – and she goes to Dad’s house looking for his … Continue reading→
Cages
By Sylvia Beaupre
Confined so they can’t move, the pigs
thrash and squeal until at last
they give up, go still and silent;
chickens, too, packed by multiples
compacted, caged in the wire bellies
of semis, comatose in heat and wind;
and what about those … Continue reading→