Category Archives: FICTION

FICTION (1000 WORDS OR MORE)

*Flatulence

{Apr 16, 2026}

I grab the ice bucket from the dresser, but there’s a thumb in there, so I don’t want to use it. I check my hands to see if it’s my thumb, but it isn’t.… more

When you meet up with an old fling at a Boston sushi bar but she doesn’t know you’re trans yet

FICTION FLASH FICTION by Judy Slitt

{Apr 13, 2026}

Every day is a new performance for me. Today, I’m on stage as Punk Boy: Mannequin Pussy tank. Black Levi’s. Nail color: black.… more

If he has a sexual encounter, he would have to confess to the collective. Abusing white supremacists would be a way of justifying such involvement, but he does not know if sleeping with clients is a mortal or venial infraction of the collective’s moral code.… more

The Corpse Seeker’s Picnic

FICTION by Ian Johnson

{Apr 8, 2026}

The day six version of him was an ugly puddle of a man—his shattered knees spreading, his severed nubs flexing, his bagged kitten remonstrations now guttural and sullen. The sting to him had returned, his scheming soul looking to grab, his sawdust compassion dried to a sneering paste.… more

A Breakdown

FICTION by Shaun Anthony McMichael

{Apr 7, 2026}

I like a little junk in the trunk. I ain’t your typical white guy.… more

Outed by the Storm

FICTION by Heather Clague

{Apr 5, 2026}

“You know how things happen and your brain just can’t quite compute, it all seems like some hilarious joke. I can handle everything else, but the idea of lying awake another night wanting to strangle an innocent woman snoring on the cot next to me—”
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The Field

FICTION by Sean Padraic McCarthy

{Apr 4, 2026}

You went to school, went to Mass every Sunday, whether you liked it or not, made the sacraments, blew out birthday candles each year on your day, finished high school and went to college, and that was that—there was no arguing other options.… more

Have an egg rolll baby

FICTION by John McMahon

{Apr 2, 2026}

A television mounted high on the opposite wall showed white women with facelifts and fake tits screeching at one another while drinking wine. He checked the time on his phone. Leaving the house for even an hour was taking a chance.… more

Vanishing Point

FICTION by George Singleton

{Mar 31, 2026}

On about the fortieth time I wrenched the steering wheel all the way to the left he said, “Just pull out. You did good enough.” I thought about this guy a lot in college, when I was with my girlfriend.… more