Poetry
Short Fiction

Cream & Sugar

Lindsey Banks

I had my very first sip of coffee when I was 6 years old. Dad picked me up from school one Monday afternoon in his grey Toyota Corolla and took me straight to the Deja Brew in town. He didn't even ... [+]

Short Fiction

The Scarf

Stig Ruan

Lihong: cold, cold, the coldness of hell. How they walked on the roads together, Libei with Lihua curled between sore breasts, Lihua wound up in the scarf. Sometimes Lihong carried Lihua. But she was ... [+]

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Short Fiction

When In Dreams

McKenna Lacap

"Perhaps it's true what they say, and people do meet in dreams." He said. "I know because I saw you in mine."
And he had.
They'd met in Paris. But it was a cleaner, more abstract Paris ... [+]

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Creative Nonfiction

Crows in Fur Coats

Jordan Anderson

I took the metro everyday past Tula and the station, South, from the farthest point within Moscow's transport limits. It's where the Germans stopped in 1942, and where the buses brought in people from ... [+]

Short Fiction

Nameless Conversation

Timothy Richardson

Rain pattered softly outside the frosted window. He saw her standing in the cafe, sweeping the floor. Night was settling on the city, two lamp posts illuminating the street as darkness nestled around ... [+]

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Short Fiction

A Rotten Pie

Rachel Yeung

Alyssa's pulses were getting weaker and weaker. A bed near the wall with a magpie painting which Alyssa was lying on. Evans looked at his watch, he realized it had been twenty-six hours since Alyssa's ... [+]