Fiction

“Boondockers,” by Sheree Shatsky

Aug 20th, 2019 | By

A thin guy wearing a Comic-Con hat stands outside the screen door of my RV.

“Sorry to bother you. Is it okay to park here overnight?” He speaks in an accent I can’t quite place.



“Long Time No See,” by Alex Z. Salinas

Aug 20th, 2019 | By

I sip morning coffee at a Starbucks I’m at every Saturday and pretend to read The New York Times. I skim headlines, wonder how wonderful it’d be if I actually read the articles.

I look up and see Bob. I haven’t seen Bob in three years, not since I left my last job. I’m not thrilled to see him, but not unhappy either.



“Filed Under: Taxes,” by Steve Goldberg

Aug 20th, 2019 | By

The DMV Statements folder, feeling cornered and bent out of shape, continued screaming at the bulging 2016 Tax Return, whose fat ass was jabbing into DMV’s pale-yellow, elegant edges, smashing the slight, thin folder into the back wall of the second drawer inside the darkened, musty file cabinet.



“Drogon’s Pointless Journey: Game of Thrones Fan Fiction by Me, a Person Who Didn’t Watch Game of Thrones,” by Elizabeth McMunn-Tetangco

Aug 20th, 2019 | By

Drogon flew and flew.

What was wrong with all these garbage people, he thought. Drogon could totally think things like this because he was a completely sentient being.



“Must-Haves for Amber Jambers’s Annual Jamberlation,” by Don Malkemes

Aug 20th, 2019 | By

One year and four cycles ago, our pan-am mega-island boldly ceded all authority, marketshare, and event planning to Amber Jambers, its First & Only Celebritator. Under her divine, righteous and benevolent leadership™, our new society finally remembered trash day, and left like 100 bags out for the garbage truck of history. Free from the detritus of a corrupted society, we, led by Amber Jambers, forged the most shiny path under the banners of Totality, Currency, and Libbers. So let’s party!