April 2, 2023

So Many

By Ben Roth

Photo credit: Camila Damásio and Lum3n.

We’re sitting on the stoop late one afternoon when a guy walks by with a dog.

“Look at this asshole,” my friend says to me.

I look at him, and then at my friend, puzzled.  “Why’s he an asshole?”

“Walking?  With a dog like that?  Asshole.”

After a while, another guy walks by.

“Look at this asshole,” my friend says again.

“What?”

“Walking like that?  Without a dog?”

We sit for a minute, the sun slowly falling toward the horizon.

“So many assholes out today,” my friend says to me.

I wait a beat before responding: “Tell me about it.”

About the Author

Ben RothBen Roth teaches philosophy and writing at Tufts and Harvard. His fiction has been published by Nanoism, Flash, Blink-Ink, Sci Phi Journal, Aesthetics for Birds, Cuento Magazine, 101 Words, decomp journal, Bodega Magazine, Gambling the Aisle, Sensitive Skin, and Euphony, and his criticism by Chicago Review, AGNI Online, 3:AM Magazine, The Millions, and The Chronicle of Higher Education.

Related Flash
M67 Open Cluster in Cancer

Retrograde

By Sarp Sozdinler

Mama got cancer. Bummer. I’m eleven, going on twelve. Making shit of my time. Time is still a friend to me but an enemy to my mother. It’s because I grew up too fast, she tells me, and I can’t tell if she’s joking. It’s because your sun is in Cancer.

person holding brown film

Pandemic Feature: Casting Call

By Peter Kline

“We’re going to need a younger child. These teenagers are obviously compromised by moneysex and existential dread.”

closeup photo of sprout

Detention Seeds

Brandon McNeice

We had planned for this. In our pockets: sunflower, cosmos, zinnia, marigold. Milkweed fluff, Kiki said her grandmother called silk. The seeds came from wherever kids get things—bodega packets, porch planters, the torn corner of a springtime display.

Pin It on Pinterest

Share This