An ant crawls across the patio table. You fix your eyes. The bug starts to move away; you press with your thumb. The ant’s legs writhe from its crushed body. When I asked why, you say you weren’t done looking at it yet.… More
LAY OUT
FLASH FICTION by Greg MulcahyHe thought then that was true, that he was done, and he did not know then as he knew now that he had known then without knowing it that going—finishing and leaving—was something.… More
Barricade
FICTION by Hollis BlackProminent signage warned that the home was protected by “Smith and Wesson,” and the owner had six good reasons to stay away. Walter Jesup didn’t need to spray and pray. He was a crack shot ever since his service days.… More
Monster
FLASH FICTION by Tiff M. Z. LeeIt wasn’t so bad, once we got used to the smell of raw meat and the odd disappearance when one of us pissed her off and the utter, brutal ruthlessness of Tyra Banks.… More
Collisions
CREATIVE NONFICTION by Ben DesboisWhen at a red light for too long I’d headbutt my father. Helmet to helmet, just to say hello. Pachycephalosaurus was one of the last dinosaurs around, headbutting throughout the late Cretaceous. That is until an asteroid hit the planet.… More
My Brad Pitt Boyfriend
FLASH FICTION by Mileva AnastasiadouHe said, “I need a new mother,” and I nodded, because he obviously needed support and therapy, he didn’t know how to survive alone.… More
The End of Summer
FLASH FICTION by Jeff HarveyA one-eared beagle with a bleeding wound waited on the porch wagging her tail; another pup a townie had been undoubtedly tossed out on the dirt road.… More
Nemesis
FICTION by Nicholas De MarinoI don’t want to throw up in front of Medusa again, but she outranks me. “Are you really gonna do this?” she asks like it’s the first time. But it’s not.… More
The Heat Always Rises
FICTION by George OleksandrovychWhile most people came to the sauna to unwind, Ivan came to dominate.… More
Three Stories
FLASH FICTION by Victor D SandiegoSome bodies stayed on the ground for hours that kissed days as one death followed another in the city of hard justice. All was part of the deal that cops made with themselves known by undercover names such as community service and that which must be done.… More
Ouzo
CREATIVE NONFICTION by Ilana LindseyTwenty years later I watched a music video and saw a girl flop into the back seat of a car and her legs dangled out the door and the whole thing came back and repeated in my head over and over for hours like the return of a chronic infection, like a burning, corrosive rash.… More
