Robert Estep

Christmas Eve, 1972. Mary was clean for the first time in a long time, but…

-Shut up! The actual words, shouted so as to echo round the coppery glass and…

And even though no one’s asked her for an opinion, since when has that ever…

Mutual Admiration Society Getting Drunk Together In Public. Another art opening. Photographs of the underbelly…

Turn at the corner of West Gray and Montrose, admiring one’s reflection in the windows…

After six horrendous months of rehearsal, the Billets Doux, under the auspices of Artorius Finch,…

Not for the first time Mary imagined that she would be a damn fine porn…

Having consented to licking Shiva’s thumb, Mary withdrew her tongue and watched as her simmering…

No sooner had they settled in the booth then chips and salsa were freshly laid,…

The small brown creature shook with silent tears. Lachrimae mundi, my foot, Mary thought, blinking…