Three Eggs by Mike Snelle
June 12, 2011 – 11:00 am | No Comment

The three eggs were the palest of blues, almost white, and were freckled unevenly with tiny brown specks. They were the most beautiful things Thomas had ever held in his hands. He had seen plenty …

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Wild Man Fenn by David Vann
October 24, 2009 – 10:20 am | No Comment
Wild Man Fenn by David Vann

by David Vann
The late night lonesome stare at the fish tank, the only well-lit place in the world.  The fish were sleeping.  One on top of the other, like firewood or humans, the orange-and-black clown …

POETRY – Mojave by Rowyda Amin
March 5, 2009 – 7:06 am | No Comment
POETRY – Mojave by Rowyda Amin

They saw themselves walking toward themselves
over peacock-feather lakes that weren’t there,
but they or their reflections disappeared
within touching distance. Father got drunk
using up the booze from the cabin to piss
pleas for help in the sand, but …

The Penguin That Had No Name by Terry Jones
February 4, 2009 – 9:24 am | No Comment
The Penguin That Had No Name by Terry Jones

By Terry Jones
IN THE EMPTY WASTES OF THE ANTARCTIC, where the wind blasts across the ice and there is more sleet in the air than air, a small penguin was standing with his back to …

The Zookeeper by Andy Banks
March 4, 2008 – 8:40 am | No Comment
The Zookeeper by Andy Banks

by Andy Banks
It had been going on for weeks now ; the intimidation, the harassment, the unending, unforgiving staring. Wherever Mike went he could feel those shadowy eyes tracking him, drilling into him as …

The Spider by Nick Taylor
December 17, 2007 – 8:07 am | No Comment
The Spider by Nick Taylor

I moved out and tried to forget about her. It was December and the year was in a home waiting to die. For a few days I stayed in a derelict house by the canal. …