The Louisiana air was stickier than anyone ever gave it credit for. Droplets seemed, she thought, to hang suspended in the air, and...

It was summer. The kids on our block used to gather at the “big rock” on the corner of the neighbor’s lawn. Our bikes clattered to the...

Abu Issam was smoking a cigarette on the sidewalk under the awning of his bakery. “This damn rain. It’s keeping the customers away,” he...

An opaque, burgundy fluid pools beneath the refrigerator door. Its viscosity obscured by the cheap fluorescents lighting the kitchen...

“So, I was thinking, what if people who are cremated go to one part of heaven and people who aren’t, go to another?” I say. Everyone...

The lake smelled brackish, like it was trying to be something it was not. Tessa sat on the edge of the dock and dipped her feet in. Forty...

When she got her mail after work, Linda recognized her mother’s familiar script on the top envelope. She gave a sigh, then shuffled it to...

*This short story placed as the 4th runner up of the 2021 Sad Girls Club Short Story Contest **Cowboy Jamboree is the original publisher...

White. White tile walls surround my front and sides, a never-ending prison. Their coolness brushes against my naked breasts. My stomach...

Dear J----- Is it arrogant to say that I died for your wife and kids? Like the Baby Jesus, I repented for your sins. Remember that naked...

Billy had worked at Johnson’s Drive-In for six years, when along came a blowjob that not only redirected the external circumstances of...

A girl and a man sit in a boat in the middle of a lake. The girl is thirteen and doesn’t think there is anything strange about the two of...