A soldier with a massive neck, body bursting out of his uniform, buttons straining, machine gun slung down his back, saw me coming. John Candy blocked …
The television was the only light in the room, screening an infomercial about the longevity of people in Okinawa and a doctor’s willingness to share th…
“Are all writers self-destructive?” she’d asked me, her eyes merely inquisitive, as if I were a tour guide and she was asking about the weather in Timb…
“It’s okay,” Jack said. “We’re minding our own business, right? We’re just passing through.” BELONGING BY DAVID LANGLINAIS 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE …
I know you’ve come for my confession. I’m not sorry or glad about it. It feels terrible to take a life, but I’ve kept girls like Maria out of his clutc…
Do you need me to go to Western Union? my mom would ask. Yeah, my dad would say, let’s send the old girl something. Get her something to eat. COLLECT C…
He didn’t want the box. He didn’t want anything. NAPLES FLORIDA BY ALISON CHRISTY 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 06 He got the call on Thursday and booked…
“How do you know someone didn’t dream you up? A child, maybe, asleep right now in”—he waves his hand—“China. And when that someone wakes up, you’ll cea…
A man thrust his way past Clarissa onto the escalator in Grand Central, she rifled frantically through her bag for her phone. Shaking her head, she wen…
PAGE SIX BY KEVIN GANNAWAY 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 44 The more photogenic half of an antique Vichyssois aquamarine mannequin head updates its inani…
Do the calculations: if you spend 3 hours a day watching television, by day 8 you will have spent 1 full day, and 365 divided by 8 is a little greater …
So tonight I’ll have the Ai Funghi Misti. It was a brilliant New York gambit, I thought, eat the thing you think you cannot eat. SALUTE! BY CLARK HOLTZ…