Bryan Jolly
Bob Dylan is Dead
“I’ll take a pint of the Wild Turkey and a pint of the 100-proof SoCo, please.” I told the grey-haired black guy behind the counter.
He started putting the bottles in individual brown paper bags and then stopped and peered at me over the rims of his glasses. “You sure you don’t want a couple of fifths? You’re a pretty big guy.”
“No, I need them to fit in my back pocket……
Lisa Maher
Going Nowhere at a Moderate Pace
“Bro, just because I drank poison does not mean I should have to go to the hospital”.
Roberto’s mutterings echoed through the corridors of the apartment complex. His best friend hassled him towards the stairwell in a half dragging, half carrying motion. Roberto’s protest went completely disregarded by all 250 pounds of Damien, who was deafened by the combination of adrenaline and Pimms pumping through his veins. Something about being a…
Paul Coman
I Married A Gas Chamber
We are often judged by whom we choose to love, and little merit is assigned to why we love them. And while love might be viewed by many commentators as a mere act of madness, it is essentially the only aspect of our lives that can save us in a world that is truly insane. I came to this conclusion long after my marriage was over, decades after she had…