Steven Bryan Bieler bats right, throws right, leans left. He likes dogs, chess, birds, his wife, and probably a few more things. His stories have appeared most recently in Lemonwood Quarterly, Spotlong Review, Fantastic Other, Prairie Fire, and Moment. Follow along at stevenbieler.com as he works on his chess noir novel, Down These Mean Squares. We are all just pawns.
Naomi could still wear the silver-threaded sheath dress she had worn to the Blondie after-party where she had danced with the girl who would one day be Madonna. It was because she had danced with that girl, who was like propane in search of a match, that Naomi grabbed Joe before the party was over […]