The Faraway Land by Johnny Zephyr
It was past 3 am. A full moon in the Eastern sky was obscured by fast rolling dark clouds. When I came in the house the boy lay sleeping on the rough blanket, his hands clenched. Max walked in behind me and stood at my side. The contours of the high dresser and other objects […]
The Kray Twins by Johnny Zephyr
It was noon. We pulled up. We pulled ugly beautiful shiny black guns out. We pulled on masks. Except driver boy Tommy who could use one full time with his ugly Irish freckles. We scanned Sheriff Street. No sheriffs. No Gardai. No nosey parkers. Tommy Freckles watched me in the rear view mirror. Have fun […]