Darrell stared at the room placard just below the peephole until his sight went out of focus. He made the numbers 404 transform, they shuffled and stretched, elastic, until they spelled out their true meaning as Darrell saw them. A warning: Death O’Death.… more
Category Archives: FICTION
Capital of Dreams
FICTION by Travis TurnerHe’d felt chewed up and spit out a thousand times but this time the hangover was nowhere to be found. He felt rested. He was ready to take on the world all over again and give just as much as he got. A drink was exactly what he needed.… more
LIARS
FICTION by Gary PercesepeYou made life more exciting with that hot dog story. The ball landing in the mustard! The foursome laughing, rolling on the tee box, heads exploding. How do you hit a fucking ball backwards! Oh, man, they’re dying! You brought joy into the world, I’m telling you.… more
Stories
FICTION by PJ GrolletShe set the cake on the ground and my friend’s three German Shepherds rushed towards it in a blur. I did what I could to keep the beasts away, but I eventually gave up.
My friends and I looked on as the dogs ate my cake.… more
Breathe
FICTION by Vicktor M. BuenoThe leaves had only just begun turning red when my father slapped me behind the head in the parking lot outside my high school. I was 16 at that point and had already gotten used to life slapping me behind the head.… more
Jesus Socks
FICTION by Hugh Behm-SteinbergPete has a pair of Jesus socks, like he can walk on broken glass and not feel a thing. One of them’s really saggy, but they’re both equally powerful.… more
Whiskey Sour
FICTION by Razmik KocharianMy homeland is where there are mountains, streams and churches. And there it is accepted that the youngest son lives with his parents. I moved out when I was twenty-three. By Armenian standards, I’m a rebel. According to Moscow’s ones, apparently, I’m a freeloader. However, my timid rebellion was as successful as a rebellion itself… more
You Should Learn
FICTION by AJ MaioranaI take the gun from him and step into the shooting lane. It’s heavier than I expected. I let the barrel sag, watch it tilt before correcting it. I let it rest on the shelf while the paper outline of a man rolls backward away from me.… more
Undertow
FICTION by Ryan SchulteSomething I learned from Robert was what foolishness it is to take yourself out of situations where you might get close to people just so you don’t hurt anyone. Pain is like life.… more
