He has black hair and a starburst of dyed-red roots. He plays the guitar, the bass, the drums. Aside from weed and nicotine and whippets, he is totally, completely sober.… More
Silver Balloon
FICTION by Leon ColemanArms rise towards the sky, a foil bubble of helium floats over the yard, higher and higher. It causes quite a commotion, bunches of convicts looking up like children. Some laugh; others watch in silence. I try my best to memorise it in detail. And then it’s gone.… More
King’s Park
FLASH FICTION by Lucinda KempeAs Adam hurried to the gas station, he ignored the house on the corner where Ben the Torturer lived. Ben the Cruel and Beautiful with his light blue eyes, blond hair and wild athleticism. He put gawky Adam to shame.… More
Stigmatist
FICTION by Odin MeadowsCalvin looked kind of pretty, with his plumes of curly hair, sprawled in the grass, surrounded by a ring of white clover blossoms.… More
The Outcasts
FLASH FICTION by Patricia PeaseKids called her, Sad Sadie, the Fat Lady. They called him, Bo Bo the Weirdo.… More
Internal Compass
CREATIVE NONFICTION by Andrew BertainaThere was always something alluring about disclosure with strangers, the assurance that your secrets or failings would be forgotten, buried away in that person’s mind as they took a train to a different city, met a different person, until all the new memories fell as thick snow over the slender tracks of your disclosure.… More
Adapt and overcome
FLASH FICTION by Matt EidsonThings like this made grunts hate rear echelon folks: Marines who sit behind computers in AC and call home twice a week while we wash our nuts with baby wipes and wait impatiently for handwritten letters from our moms and girlfriends to arrive.… More
United State
FLASH NONFICTION by Sean McFaddenTilting under the bucket’s weight, I turn, the bucket slamming the baseball-sized patch of necrotic skin on my leg where the graft failed, where dead black skin mottled with pale-yellow melted cheese. I limp over to their precious dirt pile to dump out while Scotty the commercial fisherman glares at me.… More
Starter Husband
FLASH FICTION by Angela JamesWe were in our penultimate days then—that stage where we were still in marital counselling with the social worker with the hooker boots and every one of my failings was a metaphor for something sinister.… More
There Are Too Many TV’s in American Restaurants
FICTION FLASH FICTION by Terena Elizabeth BellEllen has chicken in her mouth when the president is shot. Momma has chicken, Andrew has chicken, we’re all eating chicken.… More
Calluses
CREATIVE NONFICTION by Matthew AlcornInnocence is an epidermis, shielding our sensitive nerves from pain. Upon seeing death, that skin sloughs off all at once, a full-body degloving, and even the pressure of the air around you becomes too much to bear, a searing pain that never quite stops, ebbing for a time, then flooding back.… More
