Baby Boy
byBABY BOY HAS DROWNED. Padrino is the last to notice. He doesn’t unplug his ear buds until The Old Man is pumping Baby Boy’s chest and mouth-to-mouthing. The last of the…
BABY BOY HAS DROWNED. Padrino is the last to notice. He doesn’t unplug his ear buds until The Old Man is pumping Baby Boy’s chest and mouth-to-mouthing. The last of the…
BROTHER DIDN’T DIE THE DAY DAY HE DECIDED TO RUN OFF AND JOIN THE CIRCUS HIS JUNIOR YEAR. He piled into a tiny car with all the other Clowns wearing…
I FOUND MY HEEL AT THE FOOT OF AN OAK. I remember someone somewhere calling this bone a talus, or maybe it was a calcaneus, maybe that was the word…
THE ROCKING WAKES BONNIE. Though not in bed, she is down and moving. One eye flutters open, sees clouds; the other, stuck. She floats over tall grass, men in reflective…
MY DAD WAS A BIG BELIEVER IN THE THEORY THAT YOU COULDN’T TURN YOUR LIFE AROUND until you’d truly hit rock bottom, preferably wrenching your elbow and herniating discs four through…
WHEN MY HOUSEMATE CAME HOME, I WAS DOUBLED OVER on top of the monstrous 1940’s era heater that dominated the second floor of the flat we rented with two others….
EVERYONE HAS TO BELIEVE ME, I JUST CAME IN HERE FOR THE FOOD. I’ve been peckish all day long, and I’ve been thinking about chicken with rice pilaf. Are those…
AN A-FRAME WITH FRONT GABLES. Outside: a chipped Hudson Commodore. It’s Florida, 1969. The dawn of Disney. The alligators are newly relocated to Lake Jesup. The palms sag with heat,…
The following is a story from our upcoming release I’ll Tell You a Love Story by Couri Johnson, due out April 14th, and originally appeared in Penultimate Peanut. We hope you enjoy, and if you’d…
HARRIET WHEELED HER BIKE OVER TO THE CEDAR SHED BESIDE THE CABIN and propped it against the shed’s gray shingled wall, spotted with holes bored by the bees who call…