“Itty Bitty Titty Committee” by Nkosi Ife Bandele
There’s a girl in my nine year old’s third grade class who apparently has been left back more than a couple of times. She’s twelve and sprouting . . .
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Johnny Temple Interviews Nina Solomon and Katherine Woodward Thomas
Nina Solomon based much of The Love Book off of the principles of Katherine Woodward Thomas’s Calling in “The One:” 7 Weeks to Attract the Love of Your Life. Johnny Temple recently spoke with both authors about love, soul mates, and the power of self-reflection. Click to read the full interview.
“Team Players in the New New Economy” by Kevin Holohan
When the Beadle came to my cubicle I was not surprised. I had been almost three minutes late and I knew what the Beadle’s job was. Even if you did not know what his job was, the shiny black suit, the purple cloak, and the watch chain going into the top pocket of his jacket would tell you that he was the bringer of no good news . . .
“Dipshit” by Scott Scheible
“Hardest thing you’ll ever do in your life. Mental equivalent of hog-tying the meanest steer this side of Odessa . . .”
“Laffey Minor” by Seamus Scanlon
The new teacher, Mister Moran, was on an exchange program from New York. Our school was a nickname maelstrom—Ghoul, Moose, Bull, Scab, Pox-face, Arse-brain. He was Moron straight off. He got off easy. You should have seen him . . .
“Promises,” by Eric Boyd
There was a bird on the windowsill, a sparrow, its silhouette backlit by a view of Uptown. She remembered many sparrows during her forced trips to Mercy Hospital. She would often look out the window during her visits, watching them fly as far as downtown Pittsburgh before returning back to the hospital. That was all over now. Nothing was left to be taken care of besides the services and the will. She felt certain she’d get the house, which had been passed down through generations, from when Pittsburgh was a great city and Uptown was still a respectable place. Now, only junkies and bums lined Fifth Avenue, and the most respectable place there was a Plasma Center. If she did get the house, she thought of leaving it behind, furniture and all, with the door wide open for everyone. She knew she didn’t want the place . . .
“There Will Be Hurt” by Drew McCoy
Detective Mercer wasn’t all that sure the man he had bound in the trunk of his cruiser was the right guy, but he was sure enough that he’d risk his badge over it . . .
“Our Babies” by Simon Lowe
We are in the South of France with our babies. Our babies cannot talk but find alternative ways to disrupt us.