My older sister Nancy and I walk down the street together. In our hands are plastic grocery bags that smell like shame and old onions. We are going trick-or-treating. I know we're getting too old fo ... [+]
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