Fiction · Poetry

Sunlight on the Number 9

April brings out the sunglassed ladies who don their frames on an afternoon bus ride through South Boston. Yuppie chicks and their bug eyes and dark lenses hide vulnerable souls from interlocutors found on smart phone applications they meet over drinks. Polarized eyes aid the creation of plausible lies. Vanity is victorious. There in the front of… Continue reading Sunlight on the Number 9

Fiction · Gallimaufry

Here Has Been Us

At the end of the driveway, out of reach from the parental sensor light, the car off save for its accessorized music maker, two adolescents conversed. “Maybe I wasn't driving at all. Maybe the roads were actually operating as treadmills and they moved under us. We remained stationary. We didn't really just drive there, the… Continue reading Here Has Been Us