Sit Down Beside Megan

I have new short story over at Cosmonauts Avenue called "Sit Down Beside Megan." Thanks to the editors and Max Winter for this neat illustration.

Do you know what is boring? Do you know what is really fucking boring? Watching your high school boyfriend practice with his hardcore band in the basement of his mother’s hair salon. Your boyfriend plays bass and you think to yourself—why would anyone want to play bass? If I were in a band—if I had any musical talent whatsoever—I would probably want to play guitar or be the lead singer. But I guess they already have a guitar player and lead singer. Mick. Mick with the green mohawk and ripped black jeans and safety pins in his ears. Mick seems to be the boss of the band. He calls smoke breaks when he feels like it and everyone goes along and doesn’t ask for a smoke break until he says they can have one. Read more here.