The first thing you should do is admit you will never be full Mexican. You will never do this. The second thing you should do is make good on the threat you made to Oscar at lunch the other day and show him your Dad at Fall Festival coming up.… More
A Dollar Bill
FICTION by Jacqueline ChouShe said you could take a hundred-dollar bill, and step on it, and get it all dirty. You could drop it on the ground, and a dog could take a dump on it. But you still wouldn’t throw that Benjamin away. Because it was still worth a hundred dollars.… More
How to Mind Your Own Business
FLASH NONFICTION by Marcia YudkinWhen someone drifts far from shore on a bright yellow or orange float—a shark attractor for sure? The lifeguard tower remains mum. I hold my tongue, too. Not my business.… More
What I Should Have Done
FLASH FICTION by Susan IsraelDad was in Da Nang when I was born, so he wasn’t there pacing, wearing holes in the maternity ward carpeting, making funny faces at the bassinet just beyond his reach. He was loading an M16. He named it after me.… More
Brother
FICTION by Fran KursztejnVenezuela was bombed. We bombed them, I mean. These things don’t just go and happen. I had the feeling, because of events that happened later, important events to the story, but no more or less important than the bombing, that I bombed them, Venezuela I mean.… More
Bagels
FLASH FICTION by Mikki Aronoff“Where are our darlings?” we ask, on our knees, patting the ground, groping around in the dark. We’ve eaten your bagels with shmear!… More
Magnet
FLASH FICTION by Jeff BurdWas Paula part of God’s plan? Or were you following your dick’s plan? Either way, one of you is a massive asshole.… More
Joe
FLASH FICTION by Oliver CubillosI see a billboard from the church across the street, and it says God Will Wash Away All Tears, but between the dusty glass and the little girl in the window, the last word is covered, so it reads all scary-like: no tears, no tears, no tears.… More
DO NOT CHEW
FLASH FICTION by Amanda LeeWhen we both caught the flu (him from his recent trip to Japan, and I from tonguing him for two hours on Sunday night), I found myself on my knees. “Please, Doc,” I said at the clinic, desperate, “Tell us we shouldn’t chew these pills.”… More
Peter Pan is a fuckboy
FLASH FICTION by Samantha HundJug wine never pretends to be something it isn’t, and if you’re drinking it you’re probably past the pretense too. Jug wine is the definition of punk rock.… More
You’re Up, Baby!
FLASH FICTION by Audrey JiggettsThey’ll find each other in the dairy aisle, and she’ll say, “Oh I was looking for you!” and he’ll go pull out his massive credit card and massive dick and maybe they’ll have sex right there, in front of the probiotic yogurt and alternative butter.… More
