Ryan E. Felton

  • Projection

    Projection           I met the devil at the Crossroads of America.           I was fourteen. The last week of October that year, my father rounded up me and Mom and one carryon bag, stuffed with only a change of clothes for each of us and some toothpaste.…

  • An Alan Smithee Joint

    An Alan Smithee Joint Ryan Everett Felton                 As press junkets go, this one was just anemic, Val thought. She’d been to smart phone video game tournaments, e-zine release parties, hell – even a Brad Garrett book signing with higher attendances. Judging by the other half-dozen reporters’ attire…

  • Breakfast in Belfast, 1972

    Breakfast in Belfast, 1972 Ryan Everett Felton           It was one of MacCruiskeen’s boys I plugged. I rolled the eejit down the alley and tottered off for a pint.           In Belfast there’s no call for subtlety anymore. Snipers’ve seen to that. Most blokes in my line…

  • Facebook Apology to William Fuller, ca. 2012

    Facebook Apology to William Fuller, ca. 2012 Ryan Everett Felton           Billy,           It’s nearly twenty years overdue, but my therapist and I feel that I owe you an apology, and it’s all to do with the monkey I brought into Mrs. Stockholm’s class, back in fourth…

  • A Routine

    A Routine Ryan Everett Felton           One.           Two.           Three.           I shift the car from park to drive the requisite number of times. I count along in my head, as the ritual demands.        …