The EMTs pried their blackened bodies from the twisted, bullet-riddled wreckage.  Some cop said later that he’d overheard his final words, “You know I’d do the whole thing over just to be with you.”
Tommy Mac

Telephone me immediately after midnight, when you know I won’t answer. Leave an unlikely message. Tell me you’re the most sought after artist in North America and Europe. Say that you’ll be living in New York or LA. That’s a story that’ll keep me laughing. Hell, I’ll pretend we’re communicating.
offbeatjim wittenberg

I have been doing a poetry show on BTR for a few weeks, with featured poets, call in readings, and discussion. We are going to try our first episode for fiction on March 1 at 9:00 p.m. EST and you are all welcome to call in and read!  An archive will also be available after [...]

It was a long time ago but I still couldn’t get the image out of my head.  It was horrific: bloodied, broken and dead.  Now, I am being led to my own death.  Nobody believes me when I say I didn’t do it: I don’t even believe myself anymore.
David Barber

Every morning on my way to work, I drive past the same elderly couple walking together down the road. Exercise, I guess. But without fail, they are there together, bundled against the elements, walking. Then this morning, for the first time, I saw the old woman walking alone.
Brad Nelson

There are things that cannot be.
I accept this. I really do. I will never understand the difference between Euclidean and Non-Euclidean geometry. I’m resigned to this. No it’s more than that—I’m comfortable with it.
There are things that cannot be.
Of course there are. National healthcare comes to mind and world peace. But I’m [...]

They’re not exactly what you would call your friends.  More like associates.  They come with the profession, the rules – the lifestyle.  They wear expensive suits with black as the base color, matching the iron hidden beneath their suit coats.  Fair-haired women sometimes accompany them, dressed to impress, smiling uncertain smiles.
Brandon L. Rucker

Sometimes I wonder what the difference is between people who tweet their haiku and the people who shout the same sort of things while pushing their shopping cart full of cans through crowded sidewalks…..
Karen Schindler

“She’s better than you,” said his mother.
Despite this, the son pursued his favorite and succeeded in winning her intimacy.
Now, eighteen years into this mismatch, with their two children and his scandalous pursuit of numerous liaisons, the son and his wife belatedly admit the soundness of his mother’s admonition.
offbeatjim wittenberg

Kids playing schoolyard ball would notice me: conspicuously white.  At first, they’d mug, “Hey, Officer.”
Eventually, they figured out I lived in the neighborhood and was just buying beer and cigarettes.  Then, they’d shout, “Marlboros and Budweiser!”
Sometimes I’d call back, “Newports and King Cobra,” just to be smart.
…
Nothing.
Tommy Mac