The Dead Mall: A Story for Roy Moore by David Leo Rice

I was as surprised as anyone when Marianne Martindale, our most famous and best-loved prosecutor, the only real somebody from our town full of nobodies, announced she was running for mayor. She was just the kind of candidate we needed, after the run of dweebs and bozos we’ve had as long as I’ve been living here, which is since the late 70s, when, come to … Continue reading The Dead Mall: A Story for Roy Moore by David Leo Rice

Kafka and Campari by Christoffer Felix Wahlberg

If nothing happens, it is not a story… x I pour myself a glass of Campari and consider taking ice from the freezer, but don’t. Campari with ice is for good moments. Warm, bitter Campari is for moments like these, when you lost something important. I need a better distraction. x You left me over soup. Not because of it, but during it. While I … Continue reading Kafka and Campari by Christoffer Felix Wahlberg

Lake Break by Christian Niedan

It’s a quiet Wednesday afternoon in late winter, and the dark water of a long lake is trapped beneath bright shimmering ice. Above it, thick gray clouds hang low, diffusing the sunlight across a frozen expanse that stretches out from shore a good three hundred feet, before giving way to dark open water that ripples when the sky sends down a chilly wind that rolls … Continue reading Lake Break by Christian Niedan

The Bitter Giant of Midtown by David Z. Morris

There is a panhandler who wanders the subways of midtown – I call him the Bitter Giant. He’s at least six feet and six inches tall, easily three hundred pounds, darkly and thickly bearded – he might be Sephardic, or Persian, or Greek. Regardless, he is the rare New York panhandler who has not learned to use empathy or hope to his advantage. He dresses … Continue reading The Bitter Giant of Midtown by David Z. Morris

Sabbatical by Sean Dolan

When she told her boss she was quitting, he didn’t seem surprised, or even worried. Only confused and proud, pretending he knew much more about the situation than she did. “You know your job won’t be available when you get back right?” He asked as if she really didn’t know the answer, his tone somewhere in between condescension and snobbery. “Yes, I know.” He expected … Continue reading Sabbatical by Sean Dolan

West on 40 by Lisa Attanasio

The door opened and they introduced themselves. “How far you going?” Al said, glancing over at his passenger, a kid, no more than twenty-five. “Trying to get to Los Angeles,” Jimmy said. “I can take you as far as Albuquerque.” “Every little bit helps.” “Where you from?” “Tucumcari,” Jimmy said. The word made Al tingle. “Never been there,” he said. “Hot. All the time hot.” … Continue reading West on 40 by Lisa Attanasio