Timothy D. McLendon
Sweat was trickling from the crack of my ass all the way down to my socks. My feet were rapidly drowning while my toes performed an annoying rendition of water ballet. Even the thermometer atop the concession stand behind me was sweating tiny beads of scalding mercury. My daughter and I had been [...]
Monthly Archives: October 2004
The Teacup Lady Timothy D. McLendon
When Pacino’s Hot, I’m Hot by Robert Levin
by Robert Levin
Blanche Dubois always depended on the kindness of strangers. Me, I’ve always depended on strangers thinking I’m someone else.
I’m referring, in my case anyway, to getting sex.
Crows Feet (page 3) by W.A. Smith
By the time the joint is half-gone, Taylor is a believer. It is killer weed. He recalls his rookie year when the sergeant lit some in a training class so they could smell it ‘ all the jokes, eyeballs rolling, dope-crazed pinko/hippie perpetrators listening to the sergeant briefing them on the properties and peculiar effects [...]
Crows Feet (page 2) by W.A. Smith
Floating beside the bed, leaning toward him, dreary artificial light around her. Makes her stand out, a vision. If she’s here, then it’s real. ‘Pauli?” he whispers.
“Who else would it be?” She’s gentle and sturdy, something like a smile on her face. ‘You been dreamin’ of somebody I don’t know about?”
“Yeah,” he says. ‘Uh-huh. Are [...]
Crow’s Feet by W.A. Smith
by W.A. Smith
Taylor Means does not consider his own little narrative to be anything unique: he’s lived in Atlanta all his life, there’s no secret wealth in his attic, no bodies buried in his basement; he’s a quiet guy, moderate mostly ‘ doesn’t even think about cheating on his wife. He’s just a cop who [...]
In the Realm of Mercy by Karima Alavi
by Karima Alavi
It’s my last Friday ‘Muslim day of communal prayer’ in Iran. After a twenty-six year absence from the country, my first return is coming to a close. I gaze out the window that overlooks the city of Shiraz and I’m filled with memories of my time here as an exchange student. Raw emotions [...]