There he was, waiting for another train. He was so sick of the subways. Always late. Dirty. Noisy. Flying maniac kids dancing for dollars. Bad musicians. Endless panhandlers. And the so-called ... [+]
Stephen O'Donnell's work has appeared in various publications. He is currently working on his second novel. "Cascading Through The Ghettos" is in Short Circuit #02, Short Édition's quarterly review.
Down in the belly of the welfare state. Human shit, on the DART station floor. The second in so many days Though the locations have changed. This one is halfway up the stairs Just as you begin to sweat. The Northside is glitchy electro, desperation nights. Bright yellow buses Like bad teeth repainted... Suits clot the corners and gab about shares Aztec decorations on their cardboard cups. Sit in silence. And wait and wait Long hours. Short hours. Stress. But they cannot shoot you. Students crowd the summer streets at the narrowest points. Germans on George's Street, in weird, influenza gree