FLING MAN by Louis Gallo
FLING MANby Louis Gallo
Back in town, recently divorced, old friends scattered, I’m longing for feminine affection as I take to the streets and head in the direction of Jambalaya headquarters...
COOLNESS by Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois
COOLNESSBy Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois
CoolnessThey shiver through my classes. Stuffed uncomfortably into student desks circa 1894, icicles form at the end of their noses. The classroom has a wood...
HAWAII IN A BOX by Beth Weaver
HAWAII IN A BOXby Beth Nixon Weaver
JACKIE YANKED OPEN THE PERKY PINK BEACH CHAIR and plopped down. It popped open several notches, pitching her backwards. Her head hit...
LICKS by Mary Elizabeth Cartwright
LICKSby Mary Elizabeth Cartwright
Jud Nasery followed his twin brother, Ander, into Potter Fields, the smallest stable in Versailles, Kentucky. Every Saturday morning during the summer before college, the...
SOMEBODY’S COMING TO TOWN by Michael Walker
SOMEBODY’S COMIN’ TO TOWNby Michael S. Walker
I was hired for Christmas help by a retail store in Columbus, Ohio, and let go (unceremoniously) after Christmas was over. I...
POSTERS by Catherine Link
POSTERSby Catherine J. Link
Maureen knew she shouldn't have let the kids go trick or treating by themselves. She'd had a bad feeling about it, but when her eleven-year-old...
BELFAST BLUES by Edith Tarbescu
BELFAST BLUESby Edith Tarbescu
Ted told his brother he would fly over for the wake. He paid his landlady the next month’s rent on his flat in Queens, New...
PLATYPUS by Peter Crowley
PLATYPUSby Peter Crowley
One morning there was a platypus walking through our backyard. I awoke my wife and suggested that we take some photographs. She agreed and perched by...
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THE BLOOD BEARER by Julian Darragjati
THE BLOOD BEARERby Julian Darragjati
The clarinet bellowed a series of rippling tremolos, then broke into strident bursts before bleeding a woeful, as if unending wail.Edmond winced. He stood...
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REFUSE by Kevin Haslam
A HARD CALL TO MAKEby Kristine Sarasin
Before she got to the restaurant Shyanne had thought that a pair of dark wash jeans, tiny black heels, and a white...