Fiction

“What are you so scared of, Gilbert?”
“That place is fucking creepy.”
“Scaredy cat.”
“Am not.”
“Let’s go closer. I dare ya.” Danny grinned a grin that seemed ominous to Gilbert, though that wasn’t...

“You warm my fucking heart, baby,” he said. It was that full and real smile of hers that melted him. Every time. Butterflies and heat and roller coasters. All at the same time.
“Awww, thanks, Hank.”
...

Jason had never spoken to her. Seeing her as merely a play toy, an object to satisfy his amusement and lust—and Father’s directive—he communicated with pokes, prods, and, occasionally, gesticulating m...

I typed in the search box on Facebook her name, Aimee Rogers. Thirty results. None of them her. I tried again, different variations, adding our high school, our hometown. Still no joy. I felt suddenly...

“Palms on the coffee table,” he said.
She complied.
He lifted her sheer dress, slid down her sheer panties, admired the slim roundness.
“What are you going to do to me?” she said. There was mischie...

He woke to strange surroundings. It was bright daylight. A slight rocking. A canopy of trees.
The hammock. In the backyard. Sunday afternoon. John had his bearings.
Was this his actual life? It was ...

“I will go away” was the sense I got from Carol as I saw the stark madness in her reddened eyes and there was blood in her cheeks, a scarlet anger, a crimson rage, a crossing of roses in the stint of ...

I know it’s not cool to drive my ’76 Gremlin, but to me, it’s my identity.
I remember the day it all clicked in for me. I was fourteen. My dad had bought the Gremlin new. He was proud. It was his fir...

“Swank.” That’s what she said when she dropped the check at the table. I was drinking my fourth beer, so my mind wasn’t all there but somewhere else and the word “swank” didn’t register.
And then it ...

I clearly remember the moment I died. When I saw my lifeless body, beyond peaceful, inert, on my bed, I first thought I was dreaming. Then I noticed the details. The color of the hardwood floor, a sha...