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Issue No. 238 ~ March, 2017

Muffled excitement murmurs from the floor below, but Mathew drowns it out with his thoughts. Alone in his childhood bedroom, he twirls a mini Eiffel Tower figurine between his fingers. His jacket lies slung on …

Milky Blue

Issue No. 238 ~ March, 2017

I called a friend and we talked about the variables in crossing a street, like what if halfway across you realize that there is nothing on that sidewalk in front of you that will make …

Tenderloin

Issue No. 238 ~ March, 2017

    “You know some guy they call the Professor?” “Who?” “The Professor.” “That’s a weird name.” “Yeah it is.” The RPG round floated down Sacramento Street as if suspended on a wire, whistling past …

God in the Garage

Issue No. 237 ~ February, 2017

When Tomas arrived at the apartment, there was a naked hooker sitting on the kitchen table, one leg above her head. The music was so loud, he’d heard it from the street– techno, or pop …

The Little Death

Issue No. 237 ~ February, 2017

Each night our mascot— a black and white cat— sneaks into the base searching for a warm lap and scraps of food. Tonight our reconnaissance unit joins an elite group of combat fighters. These tough …

How to Stay in the Whale

Issue No. 237 ~ February, 2017

    The first thing Brandon says, after coming to, is a lie. “What happened?” his father asks. “I was trying to get the dog away from the stairs,” he says. And although the doctors …

All Those Love Notes Swarm Like Insects

Issue No. 237 ~ February, 2017

  The note tucked into my backpack pocket. First note. A simple question with a doodle resembles a turtle nearby. His fingertips rich with Irish Spring. An answer is what begins when all he wants …

Confession

Issue No. 237 ~ February, 2017

It was the first day of summer when we burned Daddy’s body. I know because I looked at the calendar in the pantry right before doin it. I wanted to remember the day. We decided …

Mirror-Maze

Issue No. 236 ~ January, 2017

I’m a Cop, sure. I think that all the time, out in the street here. I’m just a Cop, walking my beat. I walked the beat all my life, but—these days now, it’s all just …

Monkey Business

Issue No. 236 ~ January, 2017

It wasn’t yet six in the morning when the doorbell rang, but I was already awake and dressed and had the coffee brewing. Susan, my best friend from childhood– known as Susie back then– had …