Seung’s Women

A flash of light speared his brain; Seung shut his eyes once more and kept them that way. Everything hurt. He couldn’t remember ever feeling like this, hot and chilled at the same time, every joint either throbbing with a dark ache or painfully on fire. Someone told him to …

Due Process

Grace’s pleated paper fan rustles.   Beside her, Dance is humming, one hand describing circles on the beat.  A few couples are still on the floor even with canned music, reluctant to let the evening end. She’s pleased to see that Coral and Tee Pom are among them, and Coral’s …

Road Warriors

There wasn’t even a scream. Just Dan laying full-length in the parking lot, face down, with a massive splat of red sprayed out onto the wall of the restroom behind him. His dreads fanned out, his jeans all red, his boots sprawled wide. She’d been to this place before. Waiting …

Monster Bargains

Keisha drove in silence for awhile after that, the white line blinking like a metronome in the corner of the windshield. Just trying to breath, around the hurt that Dan was gone, and this Chinese-looking guy was sitting there in the cab instead, like a solid block on her right, …

A Coney For Peach

Keisha woke up from dreams of driving endlessly, aimlessly, in the fog. She blinked sandy eyelids, and turned her head sharply, winced and waited for her neck muscles and rib muscles to calm down. “What?” “Not watch now,” the Chinese guy said from the cab below. “You’re falling asleep?” “Pee …

Days of Strength

It hurt climbing down the rungs from the sleepover cab one-handed, carrying his gun. “Hey, my man,” the woman said to him. “You feeling a little rested?” He shook his head. It didn’t do any good to lie to a woman like Keisha. “Stupid dream. Okay now.” “Yeah,” Keisha said, …