Month: June 2012

Painting by Gilbert Calleja Dirty Boy Macnee was a Napper. He was the kind of guy you could admire, so Aurora B. did. Dirty Boy had told him a lot of stories, about how most of them carried knives, some of them guns. “Talk about baby killers,” Dirty Boy would say, and laugh the way

by Douglas J. Ogurek Illustration by Jennings Falzon A man stood at the brink of a cliff 500 feet above the sea.  His hair swept back and his gown fluttered.  The foot-wide disk that extended from his third finger rippled and released a rumble that carried for ten miles. The sound and the fluttering stopped.