Creative Nonfiction
Short Fiction

First Kiss

Avery Lloyd

I'd bolted out the door faster than I could say goodbye. The soup pot in my grocery sack clanked as I skipped across the street, just like I had a few nights ago. Apparently one of her friends had ... [+]

Poetry
Poetry

Tears

Alex West

Another reads what their lover has written,
As a train passes by,
Leaving tears on a page ... [+]

Creative Nonfiction

Guilt Me Into Staying

Avery Lloyd

They were best friends. One died during the summer, the other eight months later, to the day. The Wall Street Journal article said that his parents had long since torn the blood-stained carpet out of ... [+]

Poetry
Short Fiction

The Vase

Timothy Jafek

I see the vase shatter. It slides innocently off the box my husband is carrying in from the truck. I reach impulsively to catch it, but it's too late. Almost in slow motion, small pieces break off ... [+]

Poetry
Poetry
Poetry

Anxiety

Lauren Allen

Why is falling asleep so hard when I'm already
so exhausted and I wish my bed weren't so ... [+]

Short Fiction

Math Lab Fantasy

Lauren Allen

"Did you clock in?" The other secretary's voice cuts into my thoughts. I blink, "yes, I- uh huh," came my distracted response. My focus isn't on the schedule, or even on the monitor directly in front ... [+]

Short Fiction

5 Cupcakes in South Bend, Indiana

Kate Nanovic

There was trouble in the air. My naïveté did not sense it. The distrust. The greed. Nobody could sense its forthcoming. It was September of 2013, and my family and I were heading to a celebration ... [+]

Poetry
Creative Nonfiction

Fragrance of Laughter

Vansh Malhotra

A blood-curdling scream of fear silently echoed through my veins as I woke up from a nightmare that left me paralyzed. Sweat started dripping from my head as the uncertainty of life shook my whole ... [+]

Short Fiction

Vices

Cassie Keene

I watch you light a cigarette through the hazy glass and, avoiding my gaze, turn your wedding ring around absentmindedly. You slip it off into your pocket, the outline of the ring making an imprint in ... [+]

Short Fiction

Trapped In a Jar

Vansh Malhotra

My lungs became sore from screaming, but their ears did not become deaf from hearing as I continuously kept pleading to them to let me go. My head started to spin, and I felt pukish enclosed in that ... [+]

Poetry
Poetry