The woman with the wheelchair-bound husbandis losing kindness in front of the elevators. We are standingin the car she has been waiting for for what seems like hours. We are thinking of inconsequential things – sandwich, cookies, coffee, weekend – clutching our wallets close to our chests,while the woman holds what’s left of her kindness…
The points of the kite tilt to the groundTurn and turn, air supports and thenNeglectsAllows a collapse before collectingUp the wings and fragile framework, again.Tethered, it must land, it must returnWe watch, a small crowdSmoking cadged fags, mouths full of cheap ciderSwigged back, heads tipped up, Eyes narrowed, watching a sky the colour of washing…
[ Digital Edition Available an Request | Print Edition SOLD OUT ] Issue 33 of Neon features the work of Rebecca L Brown, Ian Mullins, Steve Subrizi, Jacob Silkstone, Taylor Koekkoek, Harry Giles, Sam Fetters, James Trevelyan, and Charlie Hill. Neon is free to read online, and costs just £2.50 for a physical copy. Each…
The new boy, Tom, was leaving. This came as a surprise to Rose and Jake. He’d only been there a season. Tom worked with Rose and Jake as pirates. The first thing he’d said to them was that Jake was “a very apt name”. The second thing he said was “Shiver me timbers shipmates, that…
I was pacing the edge of town until the househad gone to bed so I could get on the couchand not look at anybody. I hid from the rainbeneath the awning of the rug emporium. A sparrow flew into one of the display windows and then flew into the otherdisplay window and then into the…
After we fucked on the classroom tableI felt a searing need to be alone:to make my own way out into the dark,walk the knotted miles of country lanes home. Snow was falling: slow shivers of waxfrom the high, guttering candles of the night.The coiling lanes slid smooth as skin, as faras childhood: snow seemed tied…
When they said I was going to be on the radio, nobody told me they meant from the start to the end: Timothy Hawkins was born as a loser, tonight he will die as one, live for your pleasure. Ninety dull years he has lived without living – a minute and a half silence, one…
[ Digital Edition Available on Request | Print Edition SOLD OUT ] Issue 32 of Neon features the work of Julie deGarie, Ian Kappos, Annette Volfing, Jared Yates Sexton, Chas Holden, Laura Tansley, TA Seabrook, and William Breden. The photographer for this issue is Deanna Larsen. Neon is free to read online, and costs just…
We sleep with most of our clothes on: tired, drunk, unsure of undressing in front of each other again, but it’s too hot. I’m too hot. “You said you’d go through with this,” he says. I did say it. I agreed, because I’m convinced if he said jump, I’d land on my feet. But the…
I.In the lush yellow light before the storm,I ask you for your autograph. I’m jittery,a half-tame wolf bitch poised to boltacross the emptying bar. We talk–you over beer, me over whiskey, glassrocks-cold and skinned in water–until thunder heaves the pregnant air.You grasp the hem of my skirt, runyour fingers between skin and fabriclike a bee…