Two Stories

Fiction by Matthew Washington
Three Lions, by Marc Truckenbrodt. Copyright/courtesy the artist.



Give me a minute will ya?


Apples, bananas, blueberries, blackberries, strawberries, avocados, raspberries, cantaloupe, cherries, grapes, grapefruit, kiwi, lemons, oranges, pears, pineapples, plums. Avocados, broccoli, brussels sprouts, cabbages, carrots, celery, corn, cucumbers, garlic, green beans, leeks, kale, okra, onions, peas, pumpkins, radish, spinach, squash, sweet potatoes, turnips, zucchini.

Pork, beef, venison, veal, poultry, lamb, fish, lobster, oyster, clams, scallops, tuna, catfish, crab, shrimp.

Black beans, pinto beans, chickpeas, cocoa beans, lentils, soy beans.

Macaroni and cheese, apple pie, banana pudding, grits and eggs, peach cobbler, chicken and waffles, deviled eggs and a partridge in a pear tree.

A boring man


I am a boring man. Nothing happens to me and I happen to nothing.

I read Hegel and nothing else.

I watch infomercials and nothing else.

I eat saltine crackers and nothing else.

I drink water and nothing else.

My point is, I am a boring man.

Occasionally, I talk to Mr. Lion statue. He lives outside the mansion next door. He enjoys our simple conversations. They go something like this.

“Hello Mr. Lion Statue.”

“Hello Banquet Dinner. How are you?”

“I am well. Thank you for asking.”

“Say, Mr. Lion Statue?”

“Yes Banquet Dinner?”

“What did you eat yesterday?”

“Steak as always. What did you eat yesterday?”

“Saltine crackers.”

And then the conversation ends around there.

Today, however, I could not have a conversation with Mr. Lion Statue. He was gone. I asked the owner where he went. The owner could not remember. He was 112 years old. So, I went out into town for the first time in over eighty years.

It was loud and crowded. There were people talking and cars honking.

A salesman selling seven salmon sashes stopped me.

“Hello sir! Would you like seven salmon sashes?”

I said “No. Have you seen a lion statue walking around here?”

He said no and kept on trying to sell me seven salmon sashes. He stopped when he was sent flying off into the sky by a bus.

“My land! How did I even do that?” said the bus driver.

“I don’t know. Have you seen a lion statue walking around here?” I asked the bus driver. “I’m afraid not.”

I said “Oh shucks!” and kept on walking.

I went down to the red light district. I was stopped by a young lady in a bunny suit. “My oh my! Surely your money is best spent elsewhere!” the young lady said, bending forward.

“I have no money.”

“Oh shucks.”

“Have you seen a lion statue walking around here?”

“I am afraid not.”

I said “Oh shucks” and nearly gave up looking. Then, I walked by the park and found Mr. Lion Statue sitting in the grass.

“Hello Mr. Lion Statue.”

“Hello Banquet Dinner. Would you like to play cards? I thought a change in scenery would be pleasant.”

“Yes, I would like to play cards, Mr. Lion Statue.”

We played cards for the whole afternoon. I beat Mr. Lion Statue seven times. Mr. Lion Statue beat me ten times. The weather was so nice.



Matthew Washington

Matthew Washington is a writer from North Carolina. He is a recent graduate of Appalachian State University, where he obtained a B.A. in Creative Writing and a minor in Art History.

Marc Truckenbrodt

Marc Truckenbrodt (b. 1998, Jena, Germany) lives and works in Hamburg and Hangzhou (China). He graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts Vienna in 2023 and studies now at the HFBK Hamburg for a Master. In 2023, Truckenbrodt was awarded the Kunsthalle Wien Prize. In 2025, he took part in a residency at the Swatch Art Peace Hotel in Shanghai. His works have recently been shown at Galerie Kollaborativ (Berlin, Germany), LODGER (Berlin, Germany), Fanflus (Shanghai, China), Kunsthalle Wien (Vienna, Austria), and Ray Gallery (Hangzhou, China), among others.This autumn, he presents a solo exhibition at Deltainst (Hangzhou, China).Truckenbrodt’s works are part of the collections of the Wien Museum, the Vienna Insurance Group, and the Swatch Group.

In his works, Truckenbrodt combines formal, epic storytelling with a poetic objective to create intense, contradictory, and multilayered relationships. Interwoven with emotions, experiences, and events, his fascination with literature forms the breeding ground for his practice. His works often arise from real events and thoughts arround them. Truckenbrodt sees this process as the means and end of his work. At the core of his practice lies a search for identity of the individual, expressed through painting, drawing, printmaking, and comics.