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Short Fiction

Trading Places

Assima Omarova

The morning greeted Claire in the usual way: with a grey New York sky. She walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. She would turn 37 that November. Did she feel 37? 30? 45? It was ...  [+]
Short Fiction

The Witch and Her Beloved Robot

Frank L. Fan

I'm a robot. Before sunrise, I burned her body.
The old lady was my first customer. She had asked for euthanasia three times in a week. Normally, once is enough.
I scheduled a late injection ...  [+]
Short Fiction

Not a Rick and Morty Adventure

Sam Sam

"Oh Rick, are we really gonna do this? " Morty's one hand covering his mouth, another too anxious to stay still in the air asking the old man in the garage.

"Yeah Morty! We ...  [+]
Short Fiction

Please Teach Me How to Swim

ming chan

In the second decade of the new millennium, with January barely half over, K and I were scouring Nathan Road for masks, powerless to guard ourselves against an unknown plague. At dusk we stood on the ...  [+]
Short Fiction

The Last Frame of 1929

Chloe Chan

The grandfather clock in the European Masters gallery chimed midnight, its heavy brass resonance echoing through the hollow marble halls of the Metropolitan Museum.  Leo shifted his flashlight, his ...  [+]
Short Fiction

The Red Thread

JIAWEN ZHU

Wei's flight was delayed. She sighed over the phone, "I've told the guide—he'll take you around today. I'll join you tomorrow." I stood at the guesthouse entrance, trying ...  [+]
Short Fiction

793

Yernar Arynov

793 AD

England

Mīn nama is Godwine

Small wooden house with thatched roofs near the church of St. Cuthbert. My eyes capture, along with the striking morning haze, the meadows ...  [+]
Short Fiction

Before the Light

Kris Y

"Ma'am, over here!"
My hands clamped around the camera, knuckles tight against the grip. I didn't call myself a paparazzo—I preferred photojournalist—in here; speed was ...  [+]