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“So, how are you two boys doing?” I asked, walking into his room with a basket. “We’re fine, Mom, and I can do my own laundry.” “I know, Bruce, but I’m still your mom, and I’ll do it if I damn-well please,” I made clear, going to his hamper. “You don’t mind if my unmentionables touch yours, do you?” I […]

“Stee-rike three!” Umpire Billy Golden cried out in his booming baritone to end the top half of the third inning at tiny Admiral Fetterman Field in Pensacola, FL, home of the Pensacola Blue Wahoos, Double A affiliate of the Miami Marlins.

Sandy was sitting with her dorm mates at a long table over another mediocre lunch in the dining hall. She was a twenty year old college junior. Their all-girl dorm — it was the 1960s — ate their meals together in one large room.

The Sheppard family had, as the words of an old song went, ‘picked themselves up, dusted themselves off, and started all over again’. Well, almost. They had drawn on deep reserves of courage and dogged determination to get through the searing losses of loved ones. In Jeff Sheppard’s case, it was the loss of his wife, Mary, from a cancer […]

My name is Robbie Johnson. Sean and I live in a Chicago suburb with our mom; we’re both seniors now at Eastern High. Mom had sent Sean off to a private school at the beginning of the school year because she wanted to separate us– we’re identical twins, so I guess it’s understandable that she thought it would do us […]

It was a Saturday, and I had been indoors all day with my friends. We’d been playing a game on the console for so long that I lost interest. Plus, I was a bit hungry, and I needed to get some things from the store before it got closed for the night. So 10 pm saw me leave my apartment […]

What’s that old joke, vice is nice, but incest is best; put your sister to the test. Well, both of my halfsisters, one’s my stepmother, the other my step-sister, both are my aunts, and one’s a niece, and all of them folded into two drop-dead gorgeous sluts who pass the family sex test with flying colors several times a day.

The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. In the years before the First World War, Lady Agnes was enjoying life. She was rich […]

I was drumming on the tank of the bike while waiting for the traffic light to go green. Anger still made made me grind my teeth and while wishing for the light to change I also wanted it to just stay red and force me to sit there. At least I would be halfway between two parts of life I […]

It had been years since Mila’s mother left Wallachia for the outside world. Mila still sat and watched the door like it just happened. Perhaps it was her naivety that made her believe that things would get better. She looked at her pale skin through what was once a clean mirror now with the rotting silver paint peeling away from […]