May 17, 2023 | Fiction
Gulf Stream Kindness
Sam Berman
I was taking a new drug that was making it so I could talk to my car.
Posts by Sam Berman
September 30, 2022 | Fiction
I'm Really Really Really Sorry
Sam Berman
Above the tree line, the sky has turned the color of a day-old bruise. The reception has begun to clear. Whichever uncle had parked his motorcycle in the driveway was now gone.
September 29, 2022 | Fiction
Start Over, But With Luck This Time
Sam Berman
Our dad knew about Surface-to-Air missiles. Our mother knew what we told her.
September 28, 2022 | Fiction
The Beautiful Home of Emma Valdesto
Sam Berman
I’m trying to lose my ego before Coachella.
June 17, 2022 | Fiction
Everything Hurts and My Body Is On Fire
Sam Berman
She combs her hair: I love her. She throws up on a Thursday after drinking at a new club spot on a Wednesday night: I love and love and love her. She spills her coffee onto the floorspace between our desks and laughs, Black Cup Down: What can I do?
