I should have known the star buckos were star buckos, not comet miners or spacefaring surgeons, which is what they claimed to be. I should have known by their magenta trousers and face tattoos, their moon-rock nose studs and costume jewelry. I should’ve known!… More
Prometheus’ Daughter Invents Lemonade
FICTION by Waniya Aks E NoorMy dad gave me eighty dollars for new textbooks. I used it to dig your grave.… More
Failing, Failed
FLASH FICTION by Keith WoodruffTonight love looks like burning worms and black smoke.… More
Goodnight FailArmy
FLASH FICTION by Justin CarterThere’s a “best falls ever” compilation on mute. All I can think is this is the fucking life as a man jumps onto a trampoline and falls through it, keeps falling through the earth itself, forever, his whole body eventually shattered into nothing by the core.… More
Really Getting It Going
FICTION by Stephan Crown-WeberThey were really getting it going at the Duncans’. Going at it presumably as hard as good people felt they had the leeway to go in the presence of children.… More
Marionettist
FLASH FICTION by Nick Di CarloWhen questioned, Blac confessed to being an artist, claimed to have loved his victims, which he considered his creations whom he desired to preserve in a more perfect, permanent state.… More
Exit Plans
FLASH FICTION by Gun DokgoA dead man’s bullet holes leak feathers that form a vortex under a police helicopter’s rotor wash, making the scene resemble an eerie snow globe.… More
My Condolences
FICTION by Sean Taro NishiAfter I heard Carolyn’s brother died I figured I should buy her some flowers. I mean, if my brother got high and fell in front of a train I’d want some flowers.… More
The Milltown Diplomats Athletic Club, Summer of ‘42
FLASH FICTION by Chris Cocca“Dago,” Bill said, what do’yer think?”
“I think I’ll put it in the creek,” Vic said. “Don’t you worry your pink cheeks.”
“Eat shit,” the pitcher said. “I think I’ll put it in your mom.”… More
Blue Moon
FLASH FICTION by Sean McConnellThere was no reason to take it. No reason to stay and no reason to leave. She would wake in the blue dawn light and know that he was gone and that he had taken something from her which she would not get back. Maybe that was the reason.… More
Username Game
FICTION by J. R. WormingtonIt’s a sorry-ass way to go through life, being sorry that you take up space.… More
