By Aaron Zimmerman Reading Time: Photo Credit: Flickr /ABD Basith “You the som?” a white-coated woman asks from the doorway. She wipes her hands on a towel and appraises me up and down. “Yes,” I say. “Jacoby Willis, the sommelier.” The Captain had joked I should pronounce the name like ‘jack-a-bee’, but I pronounce it […]
Category: Short Story
In Defense Of Breakfast
By Aaron Zimmerman Reading Time: Photo Credit: Flickr / Theo Crazzolara “You won’t have the votes.” Alex shakes her head in disbelief. “But…We can’t just…” Brianna smiles sadly and grasps the younger woman’s shoulder. “I get it, this is your first time sitting at the table. You want to make your mark. But believe me when […]
The Green
By Aaron Zimmerman Reading Time: Photo Credit: Flickr / Rosmarie Voegtli Back before I died I was never much of a reader. Books, novels – they seemed just a bunch of words thrown about like grass from a lawn mower. These authors would go on and on about what so and so was wearing or eating […]
Cindy
By Aaron Zimmerman Reading Time: Photo Credit: Flickr / Andrew Wragg “You know, I really resent that term” “What would you rather be called?” I squint, unprepared for such a response. “I don’t know, maybe call me Cindy? That is my name after all.” “You have a name then?” Cindy rolls her eyes and […]
The Nightly Knight
By Aaron Zimmerman Reading Time: Photo Credit: Flickr / Søren Niedziella “Oh for Arra’s sake!” I turned and stared at the bottles behind the counter to hide my expression. “What?” Todd asked. “The third bloody time this bloody week!” I grumbled, grinding my teeth. “What is?” Todd looked at me and then the dusty bottles […]
The Kindest Cut
What if problems could be solved by cutting them out of one’s body? By Aaron Zimmerman Reading Time: Photo Credit: Flickr / Dade Freeman Contains description of surgery. Some may find the imagery disturbing. Thanks to Rachael Zimmerman. “Hello! I’m Doctor Dillon. Please sit down.” The doctor shuffled through papers on a clipboard while […]
Dinner with Dante
By Aaron Zimmerman Reading Time: Photo Credit: flickr/Derek Gavey Contains Strong Language Dante wears a crisp gray suit with the top button undone and his hair tousled, either in roguish indifference or meticulously sculpted to appear so. He has a drink already, something clear with ice and a lime wedge. He stirs it absently […]