The Traffic The vehicles, the people, the animals, all swam around me like a badly directed movie. But Rita wasn’t there. A buffalo chased a dog and was hit by a car. I sneezed and suddenly she was there. I blinked, smiled. A dog ran past chased by a group of dogs, barking, bringing the
Tag: short short short story
She gets slapped like BAMMM right in the face Menlo Park- Josefina grabs Monica by her long, black ponytail, pulling with the force of everything Latina. As her grip tightens and Monica drops to the ground, Josefina thinks about the day when tío Carlos drank too much, so that even the dogs knew to stay away
An Annotated History of the Glasnost Cabaret The Glasnost Cabaret had it its first and only showing in the autumn of 1986, performed on a secondary stage of a no-name theater in the periphery of East Berlin. The young and beautiful actors stripped naked. A child, dressed as Stalin and riding a man in a
Private Club I was a member now–secret handshake, passcodes, duties and privileges. Outside on the street I could spot other members too. I saw them take advantage, steal for themselves, and smile it all away. In the bylaws I saw this was our right. __________________________ Ken Smith’s Michiana Chronicles radio essays are broadcast on WVPE,
Directions Take the ferry across the bay. Stand on the stern where the gulls gather like bees. Do not throw bread at them. This will give you away as a tourist. When the ferry docks, get in your car and drive to the end of the road. Hang a right. If you see flashing lights
