Sean Prentiss
All the Varieties of Hunger

Sean Prentiss - All the Varieties of Hunger

Fiction
Sean Prentiss is the author of the memoir, Finding Abbey: a Search for Edward Abbey and His Hidden Desert Grave.… Read more »
Tally Brennan
How We Live

Tally Brennan - How We Live

Fiction
Tally Brennan is a recovered computer programmer, happy to have emerged from the cubicle as a writer of fiction. Her… Read more »
Lynn Gordon
Staying Up All Night

Lynn Gordon - Staying Up All Night

Fiction
Lynn Gordon’s fiction has appeared in Epiphany, The Southampton Review, Hobart, Zone 3, South Dakota Review, and elsewhere. She lives… Read more »
Sam Katz
The Prisoners

Sam Katz - The Prisoners

Fiction
Sam Katz was born in Korea and now lives in Philadelphia. His fiction has appeared in The Good Men Project,… Read more »
Caroline Bruckner
The Song of a Dog

Caroline Bruckner - The Song of a Dog

Fiction
Caroline Bruckner is a writer and screenwriter based in Vienna, Austria. Her short film The Confession won the Student Academy… Read more »

How We Live

Tally Brennan

Here she comes, the queen of Caroline Street. Watch her stalk right by us and not even look. That poor imbecille she’s dragging behind by his wrist? Johnny, her son. A grown man, treated like a bag of trash to be hauled to the curb. And the whole time, she’s the reason he’s like that. You can ask anyone.

I’m telling you. If that woman made even one friend in the neighborhood, she wouldn’t be living off junk food. Half an hour it takes her to tow Johnny as far as the convenience store when it’s only around the corner on Eighth. Remember where DiCicco’s pharmacy used to be? Some foreigners have the place now. Arabs, maybe? I don’t go there myself. Not even for milk.

See that? It hurts me to my heart to watch her yank Johnny’s arm. His shoulder jerks forward. The rest of him stays put. His joints could pull apart, like those Tinkertoys kids used to have. You think he has to fall on his face. Then his foot moves. His bones stumble into line. There he stands, with no more idea than an infant of taking the next step. Madonn! He’s turning… Read more »