Submitted Short Stories
by Tony X Stanton I walked along with my son, the sun’s rays beating down on my head, somewhat of a rare occurrence in my home town. It often seemed to me that the little town of Consett not far from Durham in England was quite similar to the […]
by April S. Kelley I like to think that most of us have a list, at least most females anyway. I’ve seen it depicted in movies like Reality Bites. Of course, I mean a list of our sexual partners. We keep this list for many reasons. It is in […]
by David Allen It was a beautiful day in Salinas, California. The air was cool but not cold. Red and gold leaves, at the peak of their color, still clung to their branches, and he could smell the freshly harvested vegetables as he passed the market. The school principal started […]
by Donnie Casto II “To err against those that have our best interest at heart is unimaginable.” – Brandy Sosby Puckett “I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the bed, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. I wasn’t looking for or even interested in […]
HERO APOMIXIS PART TWO: MOOT MADNESS by Charlie Seller art by Dan Reece CHAPTER 4 (read chpts 1-3) Hero had been released from prison three times in the preceding fifteen years plus one time from The Island after a six month city bid for a sum total of seven years […]
by Saira Viola art by Unitas Chapter 10 (read chapters 1-9) What a bastard awakening! No safety of the radio today because the fuse had gone. The familiar sounds of urban beats: Hip-hop tunes denouncing war and rough justice were not there to distract her racing mind. She had to […]
By Marc D. Goldfinger There was Dean Levy and he was counting the Quaaludes and he kept losing the count at around fifty or sixty. It was beginning to make him mad and his wife Brenda came over to help and dropped the coffee on his lap and he jumped […]
by Donnie Casto II It was the 2:00 a.m. loneliness that wore over him, like an old comfortable coat that was two sizes too small he felt he could never shed. It wasn’t so much he was alone or that he felt alone that bothered him, stopped the sleep he was […]
by Saira Viola art by Dan Reece Chapters 1-6 Chapter 7 “Come in, please sit down” Richard was being as pleasant as his money mouth would allow. “I understand you are a business man and property magnate in Mumbai is that right?” “Yes…I have lots of what you might call […]
words & art copyright Ralph Steadman Side ONE by Ralph STEADman Editor’s Note: 2015-10-06 11:19 Ralph STEADman responds to an email from GonzoToday Founder & Publisher Clayton L. Luce: NOW you ARE being rude!!! But being Welsh , I am prepared to let bygones be bygones – and send you an […]
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