• Fiction,  Short Story

    The Majestic by Carl Palmer

    The Triple Trey machine wheels spin to a slow stop just one numbered slot before the progressive payoff combination teasing me out of another twenty dollars for a chance to become the next instant millionaire at The Majestic, newest, all inclusive, casino on the Las Vegas strip. Slightly concerned about finding my cash pocket empty already, I quickly forget that thought upon my visual discovery of The Majestic Cash-a-Plenty ATM with no waiting line just three rows down on the green velvet wall within sight of my red hot quarter machine. The full figured blonde black lady wearing yellow pedal pushers and a darker yellow “I Saw Elvis” T-shirt says…

  • Poetry

    Conflict a Poem by Justin Racine

    In this grey world, Conflict seems the norm, From man to nature, To the bird and the worm.   It doesn’t matter If it is physically waged. It comes from within and without, From short to long ranged. Click here ton continue reading Conflict

  • Fiction,  Short Story

    Matterhorn by Titus Burley

    Screams from inside the mountain. Distorted in pitch because of the speed with which they moved. Grimacing faces flashing in and out of view as the carts of death careened along a doomed circuitous track. A passage of courage or some collective form of voluntary madness? The unearthly wails from within suggested the latter. Surrounding him, looming monstrous, were stinky bodies scorched red by the afternoon sun. Glistening visages and limbs slick with sweat, stifling in their proximity, moving in a slow, forward shuffle, dragging him along with them like some unrelenting human riptide. Click here to continue reading Matterhorn

  • Fiction,  Novel Excerpt

    In Barney’s Pub, Excerpt from Reunion at the Westside by Alec Clayton

    Jim Bright was the last person in the world Alex expected to see sashaying up to the bar in Barney’s Pub, the most notorious gay bar in Wetside, Washington. Jim had been Mister Everything in high school almost fifty years ago—all-conference quarterback for the Jefferson High School Golden Wave, track star (holder of the state record in the mile. 4:28), class president (unopposed), voted most handsome and most likely to succeed (both in and out of bed was the popular quip at the time). If a murder mystery were to be set in Wetside the murder would have to take place under the bare red bulb in the well at…

  • Fiction,  Short Story

    Consumer Therapy by Joshua Swainston

    “Ultimate Doo-Wop Super Hits is the most complete set ever released, and I should know. Hi, I’m Harry Green of the Edsels. Over the years, The Edsels have been part of a dozens of compilation albums, but never before have I been so excited about being a part of such an encompassing collection as we have here in this once-in-a-lifetime, limited-time-only, Ultimate Doo-Wop Super Hits.” Mr. Green’s pitch emanated in a baritone voice from the 60 inch Samsung flat screen. Colin sunk into his beige, overstuffed couch, his left index finger tracing out the embossed numbers on his Visa card. Sha-boom. Duke of Earl. Blue Moon. With a phone call,…

  • Crime,  Fiction,  Short Story

    Ride Along by Jack Cameron

    The shotgun blast was so loud that it took me a moment to even understand what I’d just done.  I can’t say for sure what I was feeling. There was anger. There was fear. But most of all, there was a strange giddiness. If it hadn’t been my first time firing a shotgun, maybe it would have felt differently. The two men in front of me looked at me in disbelief. One of them had just the hint of a grin when the other one fell. And though I knew I was done, I was ready to fire again. The previous night, there was no shotgun. My only weapon was…

  • Fiction,  Novel Excerpt

    The Stories We Don’t Tell~an excerpt by Melissa Thayer

    Nick remembered his only Ferris wheel. It happened during the county fair when he first felt wrong about this whole growing up thing. He was ten, and his brother was six or seven. Nick waited in line and climbed up onto the seat while the carny with the cigarette clinging to his lip lowered and clanked the bar into place across the seat. Nick noticed the carny’s dirty and yellowed fingernails and promised to always keep his own clean. He waved to his mother who stood by his father and brother who was too short to go with him on the Ferris wheel, which was fine with Nick because he…

  • Fiction,  Short Story

    Slipping Under the Rope by Titus Burley

    Wind and rain lashed the streets of downtown San Diego – a rarity, even in the middle of winter. I had cranked the wipers to their highest setting and they danced across the windshield like a couple of stick figures jitterbugging on speed. Today was Thrift Store Friday for the little woman and I, and no typhoon, monsoon, or arctic blast was going to keep us away from our treasure seeking quest. I had drawn up a mental itinerary for the morning which took us all the way from the Goodwill and St. Vincent De Paul’s in El Cajon to the Purple Heart and Salvation Army in Chula Vista and…

  • Memoir,  Short Story

    Rainbow ’77 by Dick Dorsett

    In 1972 I missed my chance to join a busload of nomads headed to the first Gathering of the Tribes, also known as the Rainbow Festival. They told me it was going to be the center of the universe, which may have been true, but I took a pass. When the next offer to attend Rainbow came along I didn’t hesitate. I was working as an aide in a local junior high school. When school let out for the year, my work shifted to watering lawns and caring for the school grounds. I like physical work, but for this job my biggest challenge was staying awake, so I leapt at…

  • Fiction,  Novel Excerpt

    Affair Begins by Nick Stokes

    from the novel Affair             She waits outside the door. Or inside the door. Not in the door. I am in the bathroom. She is in the room. I just used the bathroom. She presumably did not just use the room. Besides her, there is also a bed in the room and maybe a few odds and ends and four corners which she is not using because she used the bathroom just before me when I was in the room listening to her use the bathroom instead of seeing the room. Then we switched. Here I am. Click here to continue reading Affair Begins