"It takes a mix of courage and vulnerability to write beautiful, truthful stories in which we lay bare our characters and our very selves. Boilard is a brave, honest and open storyteller. He writes from his heart and we are fortunate witnesses." Ethel Rohan,
Author, Cut Through the Bone
"Jon Boilard's fiction is completely unique, bold and full of guts. Jon will someday be a literary superstar." Toni Graham,
Editor, Cimarron Review
"Jon Boilard writes in a cool, spare style about what it means to be a man in the 21st century. His characters take a battering from life and from the people around them. We're proud to publish his work." Patrick Cotter
Publisher, Southword

The Good Kind

When I got back from Mexico she was pissed. She sat in a cold jail for six days because the drugs were in the house that was in her name...

Continue Reading

Disconnect

The Malibu fishtails then stops and the man says, You need a ride? His radio is playing music from Northampton and you get in...

Continue Reading

The Parrot

I was drinking Jack & Cokes in the back with Pablo. Scotchie was a painter and he lived in a van with two dogs that he referred to as his kids...

Continue Reading

Before Dying

You are toast. You're in a 1962 Impala that was your dad's before he split. It's on cement blocks in the back yard. There's a heat wave going on...

Continue Reading

The Wheels are Falling Off

I was getting a tan in Washington Square. One-Legged Johnny fought in Vietnam and stepped on a land mine. He was still pissed...

Continue Reading

Stay Where You Are

Snow falling was flakes of old paint and our room at the Hot L Warren was cold. My mother said, This is no way to live...

Continue Reading