MrBullBull

Disappearing Act

There’s a connection, a mutual understanding. Two waves one over. One grins. One breathes on one’s palm and sniffs hours-old choripán. Three’s favorite street food. One decides to chance it with two. Three will never find out. Three’s busy at home, a continent away, with half and third.… More

Cake And Ice Cream

CREATIVE NONFICTION by Jerome Newsome

“Malcolm was taking away her cake and ice cream,” Barry said, edging me up. “He should have known she was gonna fight for it.”… More

Automatonophobia

FLASH FICTION by Steven Whitaker

But Muppets don’t end with your TV screens. Did you know? They infiltrate your workplaces, your idols, your governments.… More

My Neighbor Pays Me $100 to Dress Up Like His Dead Daughter

FLASH FICTION by Christina Tudor

And that’s when he told me I reminded him of his dead daughter because we both have red hair, freckles, and look like we’re keeping everybody else’s secrets.… More

Claim Tickets

FLASH FICTION by Henrick Karoliszyn

For weeks after the blaze, I kept feeling like I was missing an essential item—my wallet, parts of my face, my entire body at times, but it seemed ridiculous because I was holding my wallet, could see my reflected face, and as far as I could tell, was still fairly alive. Still, some days I wasn’t sure.… More

See the Wild Dogs of North Charleston

FICTION by Stephen Hundley

See the wild painted dogs of North Charleston. The weak ones die, but the drive of those pregnant mother hounds snuffling the ditch-line for hours—to see them is to see ourselves. Something wild, their bodies bearing the scars of night fights and bad love and still they get up after a hard rain.… More