The Good Stuff

by Jonah Cipolla   I rested my tired body in the worn-out chair in my cramped, dusty apartment and drank the cheapest beer available from the gas station down the road. It was the best day of the week: my roommates were gone. I had some peace and quiet to...

Ramen Girl, 1945

by Brittany Schmidt   “I’m off!” Hina yelled. “Be careful!” Her mother called from the kitchen, stirring a new pot of warm, savory broth for the evening’s late-night special. Pork bones mixed with heaps of smuggled salt boiled into a veil of steam over her...

My Wife’s Boyfriend’s Wife

by Cary Schwartz   Roommates. Speeding down Airport Boulevard, the word kept jumping into my mind and taking my brain hostage. Roommates. That was the word my wife used to describe how she felt about us. I’ve had plenty of roommates in the past. The first one,...

El Chico

by Chris Creed   At fifteen, Junior Gomez was proud to work in El Chico’s Mexican restaurant. Junior’s mother, Juanita, had been working in the restaurant for a few years as a cook and had gotten Junior the job. With his slick-backed hair and big childish grin,...