Sometimes two dads become one & then they split into three & they’re being swallowed up by their own sea of dark blue t-shirts & hats & the tents fill up with contortionist dads & trampoline act dads & they all come back out of their tents & say hurry we’re going to miss the best thing.… More
Three Stories
FLASH FICTION by Ewen GlassYour hair smells like fire, he said at volume to his kid in McDonalds, but she was busy eating chicken nuggets and trying to work out if it’s okay to loathe your father.… More
Discards
FLASH NONFICTION by Will McMillanMy turn in line, and how easy to now imagine my mother, a child just like me, in a lunch line at school, thinking a paper lunch card made them special, unaware it was for all the wrong reasons, unaware of what it said of them now and what it threatened to say for their future.… More
Edgar Allan Poetry
FICTION by R. Allen AbshireMy wife, she writes children’s books. They’re educational and give the kids practical advice. Her bestseller is Pete The Pedophile, which teaches children to stay away from grown men who wish to have sex with them.… More
Kisses
FICTION by Ryan BabcockMy body kissed the concrete. You threw punches and kicks. One of them wagged a finger in your face, and you bit it. “You’re such pussies. Is that really all you got?” you said, taunting them, while I just lay there.… More
Two Stories
FLASH FICTION by Alex CarriganThe only way I can eat cake is with a bruise on my forehead and my ponytail in his hand.… More
Sleepover
FLASH FICTION by Kellan JansenBut, like I said, I’m only flesh and blood, and seeing my dog at that moment was worth sacrificing the $120 to me, because I was worried she was worried, you see. And the sex wasn’t that bad. But I had to drink something first.… More
Mango Shake for Two
FLASH FICTION by Garima ChhikaraThat summer I learned that monkeys are sneaky avengers, you tease them once, stick your tongue out, and later they’re already a roof away; ants live in dripping faucets and behind damp plaster; Also, that my father might have a drinking problem.… More
Marching Orders
FLASH FICTION by Linda M. BayleyHe’s always told his boys, If at first you don’t succeed, say to hell with it and give up. He needs a goddamn knife. But his ankle’s been hurting him since 1939, since the night before he was due to ship out. It wasn’t even his fault; he was only a little bit drunk when the car slammed his motorbike into a brick wall.… More
Spring Training
FLASH NONFICTION by Salwa EmersonI’d sit on his lap in a well-worn armchair while he watched TV and smoked his cigars, letting me take a drag or two. It was in these moments I fell in love with many things: the scent of tobacco on a man’s shirt, the stubble from his chin on my forehead, and the crack of the bat.… More
Dee P.R. Kay
BULL Interview by The DrevlowNOLA has such atmosphere, grit and characters, that it does 90% of a writer’s job but it’s also a place that will chew you up and spit you out. NOLA is a broken black mirror of brutal self-discovery, and ain’t nobody walking away without his or her face cut up. … More
