Vol. 3.1

The Rules by John Walker

The Rules by John Walker

Fiction, Vol. 3.1, March 2009 They load handsaws, axes, and splitting wedges into the truck bed, putting in last their jack saw with the rusted blade and cracked gray handles, then cover the load with a tarp, the middle sagging already with the weight of […]

The Storyteller of Ulatphet by Arijit Sen

The Storyteller of Ulatphet by Arijit Sen

 Fiction, Vol. 3.1, March 2009 1. ‘Let me,’ the Storyteller said, ‘let me tell you a story.’ The crowd grew silent. The Storyteller of Ulatphet, the keeper of Ulatphet’s memories, was about to speak, the story was about to begin. ‘This is the story,’ the […]

Physiological Drought by Matthew Salesses

Physiological Drought by Matthew Salesses

Fiction, Vol. 3.1, March 2009 I can hear his hands slapping over his flat stomach from the bathroom, where he is pouring out the buckets of water we’ve saved for these makeshift showers. At the beginning of the drought, before the city reservoir ran dry, […]

Anton by Chris Powici

Anton by Chris Powici

Fiction, Vol. 3.1, March 2009 He shambled in an hour before last orders—tatty brown wool suit, patched at the elbows, old style John Lennon glasses that made his eyes look like dark pennies—settled himself in the corner between the dartboard and the cigarette machine and […]

Losing Him by Anna Peerbolt

Losing Him by Anna Peerbolt

Fiction, Vol. 3.1, March 2009 Around midnight, unable to sleep, Esther gets up. She keeps a fifth of whiskey behind a stack of National Geographics in the hall closet. She gets a juice glass from the kitchen, pours in a couple of jiggers and sits […]

Blood and Ashes by Madison Leigh

Blood and Ashes by Madison Leigh

Fiction, Vol. 3.1, March 2009 She asked that her ashes be buried in the rose bed, and he had done so.  Nevertheless, every time he glanced out of his studio window, he entertained the notion of digging up the bushes.  He wearied of seeing her phantom […]

The Summer of ’89 by Nicole Lee

The Summer of ’89 by Nicole Lee

Fiction, Vol. 3.1, March 2009 ‘The girls here are like watermelons,’ says Scully. ‘Hard to crack and full of seeds.’ It’s hot. We’re straddled round the kitchen table, stuck like slugs to our chairs. ‘You reckon?’ ‘I like them fierce,’ says Gaz, his mouth full […]

Ghost Town Catholic by John M. Anderson

Ghost Town Catholic by John M. Anderson

Poetry, Vol. 3.1, March 2009 Because the priest’s fingers are ninety they retain light. The acolyte cups lavabo bowl in palm (so young he’s translucent too) and pours pure water to wash wriggling mountain stream sweet-flesh fish trout-bright from consecration The chapel door stands open […]

Saloon Doors by John M. Anderson

Saloon Doors by John M. Anderson

Poetry, Vol. 3.1, March 2009 Sternum split with a surgeon’s coping saw of light, boardwalk’s slattern ribcage swinging every stranger’s silk-vest entrance, shadow’s laced fingers on the barroom’s kerosene sawdust—those are the stage flat hills, hinged gold and angel’s corset flapping whalebone wings all night. […]

Dealey Plaza Action Set by Laurie Barton

Dealey Plaza Action Set by Laurie Barton

Poetry, Vol. 3.1, March 2009 This set contains a grassy knoll. A book depository, ten motorcycle cops. One governor, a limo driver, and citizen-spectators. You can play with a single loony assassin or several in any combination: Cuban, Sicilian, Russian, or federal. There is no […]