Henry swears he can use anything in Sharkey’s as a weapon. Every bottle and stool and pool cue. He’d pull the aluminum High Life girl from the wall, moon and all, and use her like a riot shield if The Wrong Motherfucker walked in.… more
Author Archives: Ben Drevlow
The 11th
FICTION by Kate MaxlowThe 11th hole tends to be where a kid admits their suicidal ideation, so that’ll slow things down. Anyway, you may have to provide an extra ball if it goes too deep into the water. We’ve put up some netting, but it only seems to work about half the time.… more
The Unspoken
FLASH FICTION by Elizabeth OhgaYou didn’t say you deserve better, you didn’t say leave him, you didn’t even say nande konnayatsuto iruno? since I know you’re more honest in your native language. Instead you said well you are looking a little chubby.… more
An Alternate History of Inmate 2090-54C, Age 20
FLASH FICTION by Dawn MillerWhat if he didn’t meet the older boys behind the high school or the people under the overpass with their trash-can fires and shouts of buddy, pal, bro, people who handed out belonging like the rainbow of pills they stole and sold.… more
Anniversary Hit
FICTION by John McMahonWe’re not going to do him like in Buffalo. Does this look like fucking Buffalo? Is there four feet of snow on the ground? You see any rusted-out Camaros parked in front of pawn shops out here? This has got to look like an accident.… more
Poker with Spiders
FLASH FICTION by Tim FrankWhen my wife looks out the window and sobs while the rain beats down, it’s because she says our baby doesn’t recognize her anymore, because she’s an alien now, a glowing oval-headed monstrosity tucked into a maternity dress.… more
The Family Uniform
FLASH NONFICTION by Guy CramerThe one thing Papaw and I had in common was our breasts.… more
Brief Madness
FLASH FICTION by Cynthia Bernard“We need to bring the sweatshops back home,” the president posted on his official social media account. “We will MAKE UNDERWEAR GREAT AGAIN!”… more
1989
FLASH FICTION by JP RelphThey promised to call us, their first loves, but we’d already packed away our broken hearts with our boardgames and childhood bears. We’d already packed away our Big Dreams for ourselves, our futures—shattered as metal and bone in a box marked Goodwill.… more
Guide My Slay
FICTION by Devin James Leonard“What’s this talk of hunting with a twenty-two?” his dad says. “That’s too small a caliber.”
“Not if you want what you’re hunting to suffer,” Daryl says. “I want to take you into the woods, Dad, and shoot you a hundred times over before you die.”… more
