I discovered a great
online publication: Punk Noir
Magazine. James C. Jenkins, the July editor, accepted submissions with the theme
corruption. Following are the stories, the first two by favorite authors: “Wait
a Minute” by Kaye George; “The Medicine Show” by John M. Floyd; “Town Ain’t What
It Used to Be” by Jay Bukowski; “Export Issue W/R/T/ Poison Inner Sleeve” by
Clem Flowers; “Heart of Darkness” by Daniel Schultz; “Why Slagfield, Texas,
Gave Up Football” by Stephen Sossaman; and three flash fictions: “New Borns” by
L.P. Ring; “Las Cucarachas” by Ron Riekke; and “The Other Cheek” by Matthew R.
Davis.
Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit! In Great Britain and North America (particularly
New England) repeating “rabbit” or saying “white rabbit” upon waking on the
first day of the month was considered a way to ensure good luck or presents. According
to Wikipedia, such diverse sources as Trixie Belden and President Franklin
Rosevelt indulged in the practice. While some thought of rabbits and a rabbit's foot as lucky, others view them less favorably. In the 19th century, fishermen would not say the word while at sea. Similarly, seeing a white rabbit could mean a gravely ill person in the village would die soon.