A NIGHT ON THE COPY DESK BY STEVEN McBREARTY 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 106Jenna Bright came flouncing into the newsroom, making a splashy entrance in white short shorts and clog-style shoes, plopping down her laptop and writing materials on the copy desk next to me. She was a kind of femme fatale of the newsroom, a brunette bombshell who understood exactly what effect her presence had on the young men. She was unusually pretty, for sure, exuding raw sexuality, the kind of young woman who had been flattered and fawned over her entire life because of her looks. Standing there, her long straight hair askew after walking in from outdoors, her summery blouse slightly sweat-stained, she looked over at me and smiled.READ ONLINE
SAD PR BY DENNIS MYERS 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 106So you waited this long and you’re gonna take a train, not the plane?READ ONLINE
YESTERDAY BY NANCY GILBERT 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 106My father turned off the tape recorder and my mother said, “Play that part again.”READ ONLINE
PLAYGROUND BY LINDSAY SMITH 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 106You’re like your father. You’ll get more and more like him as you grow older.READ ONLINE
34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 106A NIGHT ON THE COPY DESK BY STEVEN McBREARTY, YESTERDAY BY NANCY GILBERT, SAD PR BY DENNIS MYERS, TWO SHOTS RANG OUT BY INDIGO MAGAÑA, PLAYGROUND BY LINDSAY SMITH.
