Flash Fiction on Litro.Co.Uk
“Until he pulls out the knife, the young man sitting in the corner is like every other homeless man that comes through the shelter, a little smelly, a little crazy, a little lost among all the […]
Five Dollars in Fair Trade Journal
Angie’s lost her $5 and she’s pissed. $5 is a lot to an eleven year old. My husband told me how a woman stepped out in the middle of the street not too far from here […]
Skid Row Obituary @ Truthola.com
“The photocopy wears away the soft edges, chisels it all down to light and dark. Nobody says anything as she stands over the photocopier, crying. The machine makes a steady motion under her fingers, like rocking, and when […]