August 26, 2018

Boomerang by Christopher Iacono

  Boomerang   February 4, 2012 Sally stormed out of the apartment and slammed the door. Jim should have chased after her, but he remained on […]
August 26, 2018

The Bookshop Hunter: Don’t Go Back to Rockville

In New York City, a metropolis of some eight or nine million people, it’s inevitable that one day soon enough, after hopping subways and crossing streets, you’ll run into the one person you didn’t want to see again. It’ll happen, just give it enough damn time. This phenomenon is so reliable that when the prospect came up to hunt bookshops in the small town of Greenwich in upstate New York, a dot on the map consisting of four-thousand people or so, I hesitated. You see, that’s where I lived back when I was hitched, avowed, married, lifetimes ago, fifteen different James Duncans ago, and I figured that going back all these years later just to poke my nose into a bookstore would be like rolling those big Manhattan dice on a miniature scale.
August 25, 2018

Three Poems by Ashley Herzig

Siren Song Sing me a man, sister mou, bring him to my altar. Together we will sip his iron salt nectar. Weave him a shroud, with […]
August 24, 2018

The Island of Incurables by Lauren Busser

The Island of Incurables   The doctor came in, sat across from her, opened his mouth and said, “The tests are positive. You know the law. […]