Featured Fiction Writer John Dermot Woods ( 25 January 2013)

A lawyer from Towson, who lived on a particularly quiet block, beat his neighbor, another man of about the same age, into submission in his own dining room, then bound him to a chair where he kept him for hours, beating him...

My distant cousin, who was also living in Baltimore, had a boyfriend, the owner of a failing coffee shop, who, by marrying my cousin, stood to come into quite a bit of money, as my cousin’s father, my distant uncle, was a...

At the municipal pool, I swam laps beside a woman whom I recognized, as she had won her age group in the city marathon more than one dozen times, but, I soon learned as I watched her pull herself out of the pool, she had since...