Fiction

Public Relations

The UH-60 Crash Hawks chopped out a sound so deafening it offended god. In our headsets our pilot switched on Dream Theater’s Pull Me Under to drone out the bla...

Corporations!

I love corporations. When I play video games, I imagine my character as a badass CEO. He’s wearing a suit, mowing down enemies without remorse, sweating from hi...

Mr. Gruesome

i. They call me Gruesome, and I goad them on. “Yes,” I say. “Fantastic,” I say. “Call me Mister Gruesome.” Have you seen me? It was an ad they had m...

Guitar Hero

“You will never speak the language of music.” You said that to me once, while strumming your guitar. How pretentious I thought. How rude. Even in my early 20...

Fish Tank People

My father loves me very much. I want to start with that because it’s the most important thing in the story. We live in a cynical world, where people take you...

LKF

Sterile room, fluorescent lights, it’s freezing too. Agent Fields across the table, a face you wanna punch. Tell me about Zahid, he says. We met on Lan Kwai ...

Becoming Thatch

The pragmatic businessman is always composed: abundant hair fixed in a quaff, gym-fit form clothed in cognac oxfords and a charcoal puppytooth suit, decisions m...

Blood Bag

The sky is bleeding rain. I am on 42nd Street and I cannot tell if I am wet or just cold. The sun is MIA. Across from me is this mime making O shapes with hi...

Lately

  Lately I’ve been burning down highways blindfolded. There are only three ways out of town: east, west, south. He sits in the passenger seat and keeps ...

Smash Therapy

Inspired by an exercise her therapist gave her, Thea goes to estate sales to buy fine china to smash. Small plates rimmed in gold, porcelain tea cups once gripp...