Author: Sandy Dodge
Pariah Queen
Short Story She never meant to kill anyone. Or anything. In this moment nostalgia yet again hotfooted through her synapses; a jagged, fiery sensation. Her mother was a striking artist and a fashionable smoker....
Summer’s End
Poem Somersaults in overalls Tastes like summer Rock salt on your Birkenstocks As the birds revolve I can’t help but hum along and wonder I’m pushing twice as hard Barely moved at all The...
Coasting – Part One
Short Story Milly: “I gotta take the bus home.” Von: “Okay.” Milly: “So I need two-fifty.” Von: “Where’s your bus pass?” Milly: “I don’t have it.” Von: “I know, but where is it?” Milly:...
The ‘IF’ Factor
Fifteen minutes left. Time was laughing in his face, in autocratic control of the situation. He was subject to the intervals. The sunlight beckoned through the window, but he was afraid to rush to...
Youthful Eulogy
Poem I hope all have heard Of how the battle was done There were those who survived And those who won But you shoulda seen the battlefield I thought it just couldn’t be...
You’re On Your Own
Poem on Life and Love When I tried to sort it out I rationalized the cause With doubt in my mind And now I’m caught Watching a feather fight Under the weight of...
Angel In the Smog
This bus driver is a good man. His ring is gold with lots of holes in it, intertwined like a wrap of some kind of jungle leaf or something. It makes me wonder… Trinidadian,...
The Weekend
Short Story The weekend is a ticking crime bomb. In search of the heart of the city, armed with a freshly-shaven sinister confidence, the bottom of the situation at hand is up for grabs....
