by Here Comes Everyone | Sep 4, 2019
A Casual Sunday Tourist Lazarus Trubman As I get older, people and events disappear from my memory, but some, thank goodness, stay there forever. Like the story of a murder I never committed. It was in 1980, a Sunday at the end of February or in...
by Here Comes Everyone | Sep 3, 2019
Borderlines Michael Saunderson 1972 EAST Harvesting rice near the borderline, sedentary spine smarts from paddy field graft. Sore calloused hands gesticulate in cultural exchange over cabbage bowls. Borderline conscious...
by Here Comes Everyone | Sep 3, 2019
Suitemates Bob Chikos The night my son Martin was born, I had the emotions most new fathers likely have, but few will admit: 10% joy and 90% sheer panic. I remember my thoughts: I don’t know anything about this person and he’s going to live with us for a...
by Here Comes Everyone | Sep 2, 2019
Bag for Life Aaron Farrell Inside the Aldi’s Bag for Life – either a sadistic joke, as this plastic will probably end a life, or just a plain lie as nothing is for life apart from the craving for something that lasts for life – is my...
by Here Comes Everyone | Sep 2, 2019
Realignment Adam Neal I float face first into obscurity, Unknowing where I’m supposed to be. Holding conversations with one hand, Told him to get the round in. Told me to get around it. Through it. Internal incandescence, Iterations of a bygone...
by Here Comes Everyone | Sep 1, 2019
Sense and Sensibility, Too Con Chapman When they broke up, Marcie moved out of the north-facing apartment on Beacon Street and rented a place on the back side of the Hill, again too dark to cure her of the winter blues that ailed her, he...
