I took one look at the new archer and thought, Why didn’t Scott fuck him yet? He was tall, broad-shouldered, heavily muscled. He had long crimson hair and unseeing eyes. His body turned in my direction, but his head, or his eyes, didn’t look at me. I had asked him… Continue reading
Mrs. Robinson looked at the picture that Persephone King was drawing. “You have four men in your picture.” Seph–as all the kids called her because Persephone was too difficult for the elementary school kids to pronounce–looked up at Mrs. Robinson. “I have three daddies and Uncle Mike.” She’d met two… Continue reading
Manny looked down. “Yes, Papa.” Manuel said sternly, “It’s time you start acting like a man of this house.” “Yes, Papa.” After his father left, and Manny watched his father and sisters walk south toward the mills, Manny scampered outside to Adele’s. She was open, even at this early hour,… Continue reading
Little Manny’s mother was spooning out the stew when Manuel entered. He sighed, sat down at the head table. Little Manny went to get Elsie. Elsie was sitting with her ear against the speaker. “Dinner,” he called. She looked up, her deep brown eyes glassy with being in another world…. Continue reading
(This is a work in progress for an anthology contest, where the theme is “People of Rhode Island” This is based on a family yarn that my great-uncle told me “really happened”.) Little Manny Estrella swung the bucket as he walked up the hill towards St. Patrick’s Church. Not… Continue reading
Pamela opened the door to her apartment. The light was on in the kitchen. The kitche itself was neat and white. the only color was a painting above the pantry door. At the center of the kitchen was the embedded table and six small saddleback chairs. To the right was… Continue reading
Mal and Knight in Iowa. Mike meets with a Black Ace. Mike meets/observes/buys Phillip DeWitt (Teddy’s dad) An ex-cop wraith protecting a spirit of an abused girl meets the abused girl’s now-dead boyfriend.