When 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
Author Archives: Ben Drevlow
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
Two Stories
FLASH FICTION by Cate McGowanWhen she slips from the rooftop, her first thought is not I’m going to die, but I didn’t feed the cat.… more
You Call It Grief
FLASH FICTION by Franklin C. ObiekweYou rue your giving your dog to that careless neighbor who had promised to bring him back after a walk. A walk indeed. A walk to meet with death. Fucking careless. Fucking stupid neighbor. You hope he dies too and rots in hell.… more
We Regret to Inform You
FLASH FICTION by Leah SkayA recent onslaught of uninspired poets have come and stripped the place of all character and charm, peeling the wallpaper for bookmarks and chiseling their names to solidify themselves in something that will outlive them.… more
Chyna
FLASH FICTION by Jon DoughboyA scene in a hotel. Punching. Kicking. Attempted strangulation. I’m furious for my sister and at the world, furious about male violence, so furious I imagine what I’d do to the man.… more
Zephyr
FLASH FICTION by Will WilloughbyAround 1:26 a.m., the car—along with my medium Carnivore’s Delite—evaporated. Along that stretch, at this time of night, something marginally catastrophic may have happened, and I don’t want to get into a whole big thing here, but this should, ideally, be concerning.… more
