“The Lord has remembered”
This was the meaning of my name. Zachary.
Tag: Short Fiction
Busting Willie Sherman by James Hanna
Since retiring from the San Francisco Probation Department and relocating to Sarasota, Florida, I have been lunching with Roscoe Bennett in a pizzeria on Route 41. We don’t go there for the pizza, which tastes like warmed-up cardboard; we go for the happy hour and a generous choice of beers.
Awaken the Forest of the Gods of Torn Jaws by Daniel Newcomer
The forest of the gods of torn jaws? Sure, I know it. And it’s pretty easy to get to — once you’re out of Bismarck here, jump on the I-94 and head west. Drive to the sun.
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Literally Reruns – The Samurai by Larry Lefkowitz
You are not privy, as am I, to the trials that led to this suggestion from Leila Allison. Suffice it to say there is a cat in America who is cleaner than he was, and a cat bather who may stop bleeding soon. But, Leila’s trials are our rewards when she brings us, from the bowels of LS Towers this:
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Week 227 – More Romance, A Saturday Special And Number 77.
Well another week has come and gone in the usual seven days.
We have been inundated with submissions but not many success stories. Only one about a guy who won an even money shot at the dogs. He loved the dog in an inappropriate way. The dog died. It was one of the more acceptable romances. It was called, ‘I Need To Stop And Walk Round To Give You A Kiss.’
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The Old Fisherman by Jerry Guarino
Tony carefully looked over his choices. Should I go with live bait or a lure? The sky is clear today. No cloud cover means the fish will be able to see me casting. A shiny yellow plunker will catch the sunlight and attract them, but a live minnow will attract their smell. All right, I’ll start with the plunker. Continue reading “The Old Fisherman by Jerry Guarino “
A Major Error in Judgement by Harrison Kim
When the two teenage hot dog vendors laughed at Brandon Viktor, he saw their tongues stick out. The thin, stoop shouldered 21 year old took the wiener from its bun and bit a huge piece off. Everyone in Princetown thought they could make fun of him, but he still had a powerful chomp.
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Revolving Doors by Sharon Frame Gay-Writer.
I spend my time now in the space between heartbeats, where silence sings of memories. How could you leave me here alone, when you were the only one who believed in me? I suppose I chased you away, somehow, like I have others, my willful ways and dark moods exhausting you to the point of breaking.
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The Day I Was Up To My Alligator In Asses by Dave Henson
I didn’t know why Reverend Belcher from the Breckinville Church of the Godly called to say he wanted to see me, but I suspected it was nothing good. “We open at 10 a.m.,” I told him. “Why don’t you stop by around 9:00, and we can chat here at the putt putt.”
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Literally Reruns – The Drag Queen and the Dozen Dicks by David Henson
Leila Allison has been dusting the shelves in the store room – okay that’s a lie nobody can get in to do that – but she has been down there rifling through the stories and found this one by Dave Henson – this is what she said.
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