No One’s Going To Talk About A Drought For Years by Nick Black
He stands, hose in hand, thinking shit. Watching the fine spray silver yet another turd. Ever since the new neighbours replaced the fence between them, good and high, tall planks…
He stands, hose in hand, thinking shit. Watching the fine spray silver yet another turd. Ever since the new neighbours replaced the fence between them, good and high, tall planks…
Nothing beats a fresh pair of socks. Roll them out, slip them on. Let the fabric stretch over your wrinkled and stinking flesh. Allow the softness to caress you like…
1. The milk is spoiled and has to be discarded. I skip my bowl of Kix and berries and swill black coffee before heading out to the museum. Chilled to…
When awake, Edward complained that light was too intense and colors too saturated. If someone a hundred miles away squeaked falsehoods, he heard them. “Flavors” were salts and acids unable…
He looked like the guy who raped me: dark hair, dark eyes, a veneered smile, and relatively short. He said, “I’m Micah,” as I handed the bartender cash in exchange…
I close the front door and dump my bag. The house is quiet. I start to push open the living room door, but I can already smell his scent, hear…
The shuttle to Blackhawk Casinos was late, and the man was getting nervous. The shuttle was never late, and the man was never late, and while the shuttle still had…
The crawlers are finding their way into the spaces, which gape from the vibration of dissonance. You fear they will unpeel you to that fat stalk of fraudulence. The crawlers…
My grandmother outlives her siblings. Outlives the two men she married. Outlives the first car to drive her around. My grandmother has no idea how to drive. Has never been…
I’ve got this great idea for a story about Bigfoot I want to tell you but don’t. We are in the kitchen. It is early and none of the kids…
Summer has given way to autumn as they step out for their evening walk. The sidewalk, split from years of icy wear and tear, forebodes the winter ahead. “Do you…
Brett spent his weekends at the aquarium. He had a special permit to study the fish. He was writing a thesis. One day he invited me to see his experiment.…