What Happened When Frank Died: Episodes 2 & 3

Hello Readers (living, dead, undead), Our What Happened When Frank Died series is going strong in Talk Vomit! There are two new stories up with two new stunning works of art by Nikita. In the second episode, Frank finds himself in the hellish landscape of an overpopulated heaven: What Frank Saw When He Looked Between His Legs Frank died. Frank fell hard onto something soft. … Continue reading What Happened When Frank Died: Episodes 2 & 3

The Moss: A New Project from Flash-365

The Moss“Rock, Paper, Scissors, Moss.”   Have you been missing new stories and art from Flash-365? We have. The Moss is a new publication on Medium from Benjamin Davis & Nikita Klimov the author and illustrator of The King of FU and The Babushka Society. Creators of Flash-365. Benjamin Davis is an American author and journalist. He writes a bi-weekly column for Russia Beyond the Headlines: Conversations with Russians. Nikita Klimov is a Russian artist, … Continue reading The Moss: A New Project from Flash-365

How to Make Racist Friends and Alienate People

Q sits in my kitchen drinking a canned gin and tonic from a dirty wine glass. “I can’t make any friends in Russia,” he says. I wait. “Q.” He turns. “We’re friends.” He shrugs. “Kind of.” “Kind of how?” “We are just two people who don’t really listen to each other talk. That’s much better than friends.” I frown. “How is that better than friends?” … Continue reading How to Make Racist Friends and Alienate People

The Center of the Universe

Dave called me in a panic. “Hey Dave, what–” “Hey man, so, you’re pretty religious right?” “Uh,” I frowned at my open refrigerator, I closed it. “Yeah, Dave, I guess. I mean–I go to Church like everyone else.” There was a pause at the other end, one of those tense serious ones. “Dave?” “Yeah, yeah. So, you know, do you think Earth is the center … Continue reading The Center of the Universe

Missing the Hogwarts Express

We were having some sushi near the Cardinals Stadium in St. Louis. It was too early to have a whiskey, so I ordered a beer. The waitress nodded politely. “Don’t you want to see his ID?” my brother asked the waitress. She looked at him, then looked at me, an eyebrow raised. “You don’t have to,” I grumbled, hand in my pocket. She walked off. … Continue reading Missing the Hogwarts Express

Oranges are Better in Spain

Hank and I walk down a street in Grenada with a group of twenty-somethings. “Woo-hoos” sound so much worse echoing off of two-hundred year old cobblestone, I think. “Woo-hoos sound so much–what?” Hank is looking at the road ahead. I follow his gaze, a man in a ski-mask is half-way out of a car window. Before anyone can react, he starts throwing. The group scatters … Continue reading Oranges are Better in Spain