I was sitting in the end booth minding my own business. I always mind my own business. The corned beef was on its way. After so many years, Jennifer knows what I want, and I’ve been on a serious corned-beef kick. The Clayton Diner’s known far and wide for its sandwiches, especially the kosher ones. […]
Fiction: Palm Springs
Palm Springs is a pastel city. Everything in it has a tint of gray, its buildings, its furniture, the clothes worn by its people, and most of all, in their sexual proclivities-ambiguity. So, when they found Stoddard Wells dead, splayed out in a sterile alley near a large potted plant, in his only suit, wearing […]
Fiction: Hurry
“Hurry,” Helen said. Through the phone her voice was shaky, scared. I ran to my car and drove the 10 miles into town like a crazy man. A black-and-white was on the scene, she’d called the cops after calling me. Her car was in the middle of the lot, rear bumper still kissing the front […]
Fiction: A Metafictional Reality
The Wife sits in a green vinyl chair next to Husband’s mechanical bed in the Oncology ward of Baylor University Research Hospital. Poison drips into his arm; professionals call it medicine. She snaps shut her Selected Stories of Alice Munro; the sound is like a snowball thudding against the glass, its flakes flying this way […]