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She came to be at 25, at least that’s when she noticed she was. It happened all of a sudden when somebody looked at her. She was sitting in a bus, cold and damp from the rain, and he sat beside her and she saw his stare. His pupils, intense and drilling, became a mirror [...]

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The first time I heard Tchaikovsky’s “1812: Overture” was as a six-foot f**king rat. July fourth of ’96, good old Pyotr blaring from the public speakers as the merry-go-round operator sits stage left smoking a joint and two teenagers are apprehended for throwing sodas at the go-karters. This is where the magic lives, begin the [...]

Continue reading Alexander Frasse's ' The Overture' »

“We did it,” she says. We tear down the highway in a shoddy station wagon. I look in the reflection of the rear view mirror. Behind the pile of red canisters in the back, I see the flashes of light getting brighter. The blaring wail of sirens growing louder.
“This was for all the unborn children [...]

Continue reading Alexander Frasse's ' The Messengers' »

I pulled up along the corroded sidewalk of that single story Lustron to see Phyllis already pulling some boxes from the garage out into the drive. It was a pleasant day and as I exited my car Phyllis put down a rusted tin of Newsweek’s she was carrying to greet me.
“Arnold! How have you been?” [...]

Continue reading Alexander Frasse's ' Homecoming' »

My chest tightened at the sight of it. Hal’s Sex Emporium, screaming its presence over the morose gray cityscape. I looked down at the young brown-haired boy to my side, hopping across the pavement trying not to step on any cracks. I watched the glow of polychromatic dildos in the pink tinted window grow nearer [...]

Continue reading Alexander Frasse's ' The Candy Shop' »

“Shall we go?” he said after a while. I must have been staring. I must have looked dazed. I might have been drooling. I wouldn’t have known.
Christian was “cool” in high school: a little blasé, a little aloof. But now he was cool…in a mind-blowing kind of way. I heard a silent scream from [...]

Continue reading Jess C Scott's ' Resistance' »

“Angie, relax.” Shanti looked in Angie’s direction. “You don’t need to overdo it.”
Angie simply laughed.
The yoga instructor shook her head. “No one would guess what you really do for a living.”
“What I’ve done, you mean,” said Angie.
“Oh? You’re retiring? Remember to exhale…slow, deep breaths. Release the tension from your body.”
Angie stretched her leg muscles. “I’ve [...]

Continue reading Jess C Scott's ' Reflexology Class' »

It was a cold night in the city and Stan sat at the bar. His best friends Bill and Steve shuffled in, as Stan sat in his stool turning towards them. They looked around the bar and strolled up to the only empty chairs on either side of Stan.
“Hey Standard–happy birthday.” Steve bellowed over the [...]

Continue reading C. Soshal's ' The Hackneyed Middle' »

“Nikki, what in Gods name has gotten into you?”
“What do you mean, what gotten into me?” I said trying to use the Jedi mind trick on her.
“Don’t play games girl, I’m not the one today. You are not the girl I raised you to be. You talk back, you skip school, you don’t go to [...]

Continue reading 3rdhawkins's ' Suzuki’s life part 3 of 40' »

“Come on girl I’m almost done. I’ll be finish in a minute just relax.”
I thought that this was how sex is supposed to be and all he kept doing was torturing me.
I use to see him all the time on the strip and he was always so nice to me. He would take me for [...]

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