Reading at KGB is great–an unearthly hush descends upon the second-story bar as soon as the mic goes live. Stalin glares down from the red velvet walls. A tardy beer is pulled and patrons glare in synchronicity at the offending noise. Occasional ambulance sirens break the tension–or add to it. Literature is taken very seriously here. You gotta love it.
M. […]

M. M. De Voe will be guest-blogging on Our Stories Literary Journal’s website for the month of January. Follow along here.