Something Stronger by Marissa Fox
“I’m sorry, could you say your name for me again, please?” Mr. Grossman asked, not looking up from unscrewing the…
“I’m sorry, could you say your name for me again, please?” Mr. Grossman asked, not looking up from unscrewing the…
1 I feel suspended in you now, silent. Bare. Jangling in the cleft between your ribs. The cold is like…
FADE IN: INT. PARKING GARAGE – LOT – NIGHT A fluorescent light flickers over the trunk of a car. CAMERA…
I could have laid my head against real silk, and not known the difference; her dark chocolate hair splashed over…
When I met Tech, as his road manager referred to him, he was writing notes for his show, which was…
“The drug war is not to protect the children, save the babies, shield the neighborhoods, or preserve the rain forests.…
We are the villains in this story. We are the ones that you don’t want to meet. Men and women…
Once upon a time there was a man who had headaches everyday, and even into the night into his head. …
From the archives of Gadfly Magazine® Saint Lenny…died for our sins.—Eric Bogosian Dizzy Gillespie, the great jazz trumpeter, once said…
FOR THIS SEQUENCE WE ARE IN MA’S SCHIZOPHRENIC MIND: INT. HOSTEL BATHROOM – LATE NIGHT (MA’S MIND) We’re in a…