There was a morning when I was seventeen and hungry that I first saw the ocean. It was in Oregon, on that road by the cliffs, and there was snow. The night before, it had been fog, and I had been given a ride by someone who was drunk. He was going fast, and we couldn’t see the road. I was asking him to stop, to let me out, but he kept saying, “What’s wrong? I can drive fine.”… more
Author Archives: Ben Drevlow
Gecko
FICTION by James P. AustinJason remembered the cinch of his seat belt around his waist, the gasoline smell in the air, the sandlot across the street where two boys rolled a tire, laughing as they tried to keep it going. This is it, he thought. Those happy faces are the last image I’ll ever see.… more
Why You Almost
FLASH FICTION by Sarah FrelighBecause at the office Christmas party she dances like a hoochie-coochie girl in a too-short shirt and a too-tight top that shows off her coconuts which used to be more than okay when you were both twenty-one and horny.… more
SIMS™ Christmas
FLASH FICTION by Kate HorsleyDad’s personality traits are gatherer, unstable, nurturing, handy, and insane. He wants to fix things and that’s what he’s good at, but he has these random mood swings where he runs after you wielding a garden gnome or pruning shears.… more
The All-American Cheeseburger
FLASH NONFICTION by Gary ReddinFeel the bones beneath your skin itching. It’s just the entropy. One day you’ll break apart.… more
Gochujang
FLASH FICTION by Hannah FlynnI realised that all those big buff men really want is for everything to taste like vanilla whey.… more
My Muse is a 55-Year-Old Chemistry Professor
FLASH FICTION by Melissa Flores AndersonHe borrowed my pen once and I wrote a prose poem about it. That flash fiction I wrote last month contains his spectacled green eyes, the micro that will publish in August has his clearly bleached white teeth,That novella I’m still in the middle of developing has his DNA twisted all up in it. But I assure you his actual DNA has never been twisted up in mine.… more
Scraps
FLASH FICTION by Stefan SofiskiBuy a loaf of sliced bread, go to the Thames and start throwing that shit in the air. It’s like the fucking Battle of Britain. Gulls whoosh like Spitfires in the sky—screeching, flapping, fighting. One grabs a piece, the others go rabid, chase it, peck until they draw blood. Gulls of war!… more
Billy’s Room
Moans from the Condiment Fridge by Frank ReardonI put myself underneath the covers and rested my head on the one speaker and let the vocals and instruments hold me, tell me that they loved me. I was seventeen when I found that radio in the garbage, and it took me back to when I discovered music in my Uncle Billy’s room.… more
Cool
FLASH FICTION by Steve GergleyWe talked about a four-story gothic mansion hidden in the dirt-caked gut of the woods. How we would build it, how many rooms we’d want, what we would do in there once it was finished. Her hair brushed against my neck like the long, soft fibers of lush prairie grass.… more
