Category - Fiction

Alice Gauntley Fiction Literature

Adult Novelty

Alice Gauntley   ris figured she was pretty calm about the concept of sex shops, and like most feelings uncommon to teenagers, this was a nerve-wracking position for a teenager to be in. The first thing you should know about Iris is that at the time this story takes place, her defining purpose...

Fiction Literature Tanya Marquardt

Return to the Scene of the Crime

Tanya Marquardt   nude woman was sitting in my lap. I was looking at her through glassy booze filled eyes when her shaved head came into focus, my fingers curving around her hips to touch the downy hairs on her legs. Though my arm was around her, it felt more like she was all around me, soft...

Fiction Jeremiah Bartram Literature

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Jeremiah Bartram   he little room was full of shadows. Monsignor Pedro Lopez-Gallo, a tiny figure immaculate in black, directed me to an armless wooden chair before a spotless desk. I was a petitioner, seeking the annulment of my long-dead marriage and he was head of the Marriage Tribunal of...

Andrew Binks Fiction Literature

Sugar Daddy

Andrew Binks   om always said I was a trophy hunter, “like your Aunt Evelyn,” she’d add, under her breath. I’d bring home an abandoned wren’s nest, an antler or some old chipped piece of stone off the prairie, and she’d swivel away from The Price is Right, lean forward in her...

Brett Josef Grubisic Fiction Literature

Moontanning, A Report

 Brett Josef Grubisic   sing a plastic tool, Mother had demonstrated the art of peeling a navel orange four breakfasts in a row. I’d understood in about a second. Slice, slice, slice, slice. “There’s a technique to it too,” she told me. “From north pole to south in one precision...

Fiction Holly C. Lam Literature

Good Dog, Bad God

Holly C. Lam   he named the dog Whisky so they wouldn’t become alcoholics. She adopted him six months after she finally boxed the clothes and toys and jammed them into the crawlspace. She got the dog for Boyd, to give him a routine. But Boyd wouldn’t walk the dog, wouldn’t feed the dog...

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