by Here Comes Everyone | Sep 12, 2019
After Dinner Carol Caffrey Somewhere in England, July 1969 At dinner that evening Rachel shimmered. Her satin dress seemed to flow over her in a river of gold, playing along her lightly-bronzed skin so that she and the dress became one. She had...
by Here Comes Everyone | Sep 10, 2019
The Private Life of a Guardian Angel Pat Raia I shoot dice with the sinners and extol the souls of the saints and I arm wrestle the devil for pocket change. I smoke too much and I drink too much and I overeat whenever I can....
by Here Comes Everyone | Sep 10, 2019
Grounds for Divorce Warren Paul Glover The lock of the door of the Penelope Feathers’ Detective Agency turned with a click, and into the darkness stepped a tall, elegant figure. The figure walked confidently and knowingly towards a filing cabinet,...
by Here Comes Everyone | Sep 9, 2019
Signals Paul Bradley There isn’t much privacy in flats. I rarely speak to my neighbours, but I know their habits and routines. Above my bedroom is their kitchen. I know this because at tea time I stand on top of a step-ladder to be close to the...
by Here Comes Everyone | Sep 8, 2019
Not Here Anymore Milton P. Ehrlich Yet I can still hear my musical alarm wake me up for work— Some day I’m going to murder the bugler, some day they’re going to find him dead. I see my white shirt hanging on the door, my empty shiny shoes lined up...