Bow Saw Matinee
The rain had been coming down for two days straight and the gravel behind the bar had turned into this gray soup that pooled around the…
Stories in Humor & Satire tagged a couple who have been dating a while, not married, ranked by how many readers finish them. Reads run 13 to 18 minutes. Writers to know: The Maple Garden, Delta Contour and Spark of Stone. Readers usually start with “Bow Saw Matinee” and “The Horrible Ex-Exchange”. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
The rain had been coming down for two days straight and the gravel behind the bar had turned into this gray soup that pooled around the…
I'm Isa, I'm twenty-five, and I'm in Lisbon because I'm petty.
The rules were typed up on a napkin.
Randi McAllister, thirty-three years old and covered in goat cheese brine before noon, stood at the workbench and stared down her boyfriend.
Tomorrow I turn forty-four.
Douglas Tanner checked his fire escape every night before bed.
I owed Cherise a favor.
My name is Naomi, I'm thirty-three, and I fix transmissions for a living.
The first blast hit at 5:47 in the morning.
I'm twenty-eight years old, I have a doctorate in anthropology, and last Saturday I spent seven hours hiding behind a lifeboat on a ferry…
Me and Charlene got to the park at nine in the morning, which was earlier than I wanted to be up on a Saturday, but I had a plan and plans…
Gino came back from the chinking job with mortar dust in his hair and a bad mood in his chest.
The drawbridge is stuck open and I am stuck on the wrong side of my own courage, which honestly feels like a more serious mechanical…
The Grange Post Office smelled like old paper and wood smoke, the way it always did, and Jessi Greer pushed the door open with her hip…
The quiches slid again on the turn.
Angela was thirty-four years old, and she had learned in four months that grocery shopping with Reginald was a two-hour affair no matter…
My name is Matt, I'm thirty-four, and two weeks ago I typed a single wrong number into a spreadsheet and now my whole life smells like…
Rhys had the invitation in his hand.
Brianna Sampson had been a nightmare for several days, and she knew it.
The truck died halfway between nowhere and Sparrow, Texas, and I sat there in the cab with my thumb on the phone like an idiot for a good…