Janzen sat in the plastic-injection molded subway seat pondering the world around him. He was hunched over, bearing the imaginary weight of his quest. Memories of the adolescent summers spent in Timbuktu dissolved behind the cloud of responsibility which had taken over his life. Everybody …
Mary breaths deeply each time the doors open to let new passengers on the bus, trying to mix a little of the frigid winter with the hot, stale air circulating through the bus. It is an impossible task. Every time the doors hiss shut Mary’s …
February 18, 1996 Everything about this evening sounded so magnificently sadistic, lewd, and reeked of guilt and deception. All the while knowing that the true me would never allow any strange acts to occur tonight. My significant other is far from me at this moment. …
Joe and Henry lived upstairs in my college dorm. They were a pair of druggies from rural Kentucky who never went to class, except maybe once in a while to see how it felt on a hit of acid of something. There was always a …
“Pivo,” the woman in cutoffs said to the waitress. “What did you say?” the man with golden hair asked. “I ordered us some more beer. Is that okay?” “Yeah, that’s good.” The streets of Prague were full of musicians and cafés. Men and women with …
Lilly was a voracious girl, craving everything that came before her. Chocolates were the more obvious objects of her desire. Remnants of their brief visits littered themselves in the bowels of her purse, or could be found wadded up into small, tightly wound balls tossed …
The relief worker Tommy Seto, khaki uniform covered in sweat and grime, loaded the refugees into two U.N. trucks, for relocation to a city shelter. Would these Marovians have seceded from the Union, if they knew it meant this: abandoning their homes carrying “stuff” limited …
Do you want me to prove it? Do you want me to take you there? I’m telling you: I did everything just like I said. I know you don’t believe me. Do you want to see that what I say is true, that what I …
The Hunter ran through the woods, free of all obligations and responsibilities. Ahead of the hunter, ran his prey, a man who wore a red flannel shirt, blue jeans and a baseball cap. As the man ran, he’d cast quick glances back losing a little …
There was Molly overdosing on Kamchatka vodka and LSD somewhere down the hill below Fairview High School, down towards Viele lake, somewhere out in the tall dry grass. I can hear her screaming again and the other girls talking about whether they should call an …