Tag Archives: Fiction

Texas Never Whispers, by C.L. Bledsoe

The closer it got to Joey’s dad’s birth­day, the more agi­tated he became, and with noth­ing worth­while to do when he wasn’t at work – which was less and less often since Jerry had been cut­ting his hours – he … Con­tinue read­ing

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Toluene, by Max Sheridan

This guy I knew, he thought he could make his shit high stick­ing toluene up his ass. Some peo­ple know more than one guy like that. I fig­ure you talk to enough of them you’ll hear just about any­thing twice. You … Con­tinue read­ing

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The Last Summer, by Kelly Ford

My friends would head to the pool that day. They’d show off their new boobs in their new biki­nis. Point out which boys they wanted to date. Make plans with­out me for our upcom­ing sopho­more year. Angela paused and spun her … Con­tinue read­ing

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Vietnam. Fucking Vietnam, fiction by William Trent Pancoast

The dark­ness started on my lunch break at the fender fac­tory. I went out by myself that day, late in Feb­ru­ary with snow on the ground, yet with full sun­shine, the sort of day that promises some­thing but you know … Con­tinue read­ing

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A Hard Thing, But True, fiction by Amanda Bales

Bras cov­ered the back of the car. They draped over the seats and wrapped over the seat belts and hung from the door han­dles and car­peted the floor, as if a band of horny teenagers had taken the Buick for … Con­tinue read­ing

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Wild and Wonderful, fiction by Tom Bennitt

You need good hands to run a machine like the con­tin­u­ous miner. You got to know when to hold back and when to go deep. It’s the best-paying job in the mine but also the hard­est, and I’m out of … Con­tinue read­ing

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Jaguar for Sale by Misti Rainwater-Lites

He fucked her hard from 11:11 p.m. to 12:17 a.m. It was the damn Via­gra. After he came on her tits he rolled over, fell asleep, snored like a god­damn bliz­zard or tor­nado or old school wooden roller coaster. He … Con­tinue read­ing

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THE FINAL VICTORY OF LIEUTENANT GENERAL JOHN BELL HOOD, CONFEDERATE STATES OF AMERICA, fiction by Thom Bassett

He kept the can­vas tourni­quet strap Canklin used to ampu­tate his right leg at Chicka­mauga beneath the mat­tress of the twins’ crib. Anna saw him at night, lean­ing on the crutch, kept from his days of com­mand, his right hand … Con­tinue read­ing

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Christmas with Nola, fiction by Joey Dean Hale

Greg had been see­ing Nola for over a year and a half and he was pretty sure he loved her.  At least it felt like love with all the crazy sex and good times.  They were both twenty and friends … Con­tinue read­ing

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Marshmallows, fiction by Jacob Knabb

It all started like this. We were in the kitchen microwav­ing marsh­mal­lows, watch­ing ‘em grow into big lumpy blobs before they exploded, when Jeannie-Gaye came home. We were nuk­ing marsh­mal­lows because we had already run out of grapes.  Grapes were … Con­tinue read­ing

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