Fiction: A VULGAR DISPLAY OF POWER By Tom Leins

11am. The Black Regent Rooming House. I peel the bloody dressing off my nose and drop it into the sink. Jesus. My face looks like something out of a fucking horror-show. I’ve been sticking my nose into other people’s business for longer than I can remember. Usually for money, sometimes out of sheer perversity. My…

Fiction: JINGLE BELLS, SHOTGUN SHELLS By Tom Leins

It’s Christmas Eve and I’m standing in the middle of a stash house in Hookhills, bleeding from one ear and trying to work out which one of the hired hands I should shoot first: the skinny guy in the soiled Sexy Santa minidress or the fat fuck in the scuffed-looking ballistics vest. I raise the…

Fiction: MOLOTOV COCKTAIL LOUNGE By Tom Leins

Molotov Cocktail Lounge is taken from Meat Bubbles & Other Stories, which is out now from Close To The Bone Publishing. I slowly unwrap the grease-poof paper. Inside is a human hand. It is half rotted, with flaked yellow skin clinging to the bone. I swallow the bile rising in my throat, and chase it…