The Other McCain

"One should either write ruthlessly what one believes to be the truth, or else shut up." — Arthur Koestler

Remembering 9/11: Friday Fiction Special

by Smitty “Samantha?” she asked into the darkness. “Mother?” answered the raw voice of her sophomore daughter. “School?” she inquired, wondering why only the lamp was on in the living room. “Yeah.” “Tell me.” “My Political Science professor went on a rant about 9/11. He said that capitalism is evil and that that ‘freedom fighters’ […]

Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

by Smitty The knowledge that one has been hoodwinked: they took my cockandballs. I sit on a step before a temple ruin. My flesh is become a metaphor for it. A cautionary tale. One should reject every Progressive utterance. There. Is. No. Corporate. Guilt. Not your country; not your civilization; not your gender. Their nonsense […]

Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

by Smitty Steps onto the porch and freezes. They come at him from the front and both sides. He’s already used the planter to jump up for a support. Gives the attacker coming from the right a face full of fragrant hibiscus. (They’ve already rifled the house twice seeking it.) Lands on the right side […]

Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

by Smitty He looked at the picture, staring forward at his grown self. He glanced at his watch, seated at international arrivals. Sign said she’d arrived. He and his sister had been fortunate to be taken in by an orphanage shortly after the picture. He’d lost her not long after his adoption. They had sought […]

Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

by Smitty Dad’s absence hung in the air like a cloud obscuring the sun on an otherwise glorious day. Halfway through the annual fishing trip, Grandpa had changed. Finally, she couldn’t take it any longer. “Is it Daddy?” she ventured. Grandpa staggered visibly. “He won’t be back from Syria, honey.” “Mom and Grandma last year […]

Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

by Smitty Looked like his car pulling up, headlights affording the room a sunburst before they grew more interested in the driveway. She took a drag on her “medicinal” cigarette holder, pulling the smoke into her lungs deeply, glad for the source of calmness. The motor stopped. The car door slammed. The gravel proclaimed each […]

Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

by Smitty Joe & Rose had done thousands of shows. A living. Of a sweltering day, they were approaching a “dangerous” point, when “Dracalcoatl, the Blood-Drinking Vampire Snake” would appear to be about to fang Rose’s helpless throat. Of course, “D” was out of range; the tension delivered by illusion. Until Sparky in the front […]

Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

by Smitty “Synechdoche.” “YES!!!?!” her rant not even slightly paused by the rhetorical term. “I TELL YOU MY CHILDHOOD DREAM OF OWNING A THRESHOLD OPENING ONTO A BREATHTAKING VIEW, AND YOU BLOW MILLIONS OF DOLLARS ON THIS?” “It seemed like a pretty good gag at the time.” “YOU STUPID FOOL! I should force you to […]

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