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Short Fiction
 1 min

The other place

Amaranthe Ivory Violeta

Here in this place of other, I am an observer.

On an eerily tall mountaintop, I stand. It’s dark shadows and peaks crawling high up into the ether, allowing for a birds eye view of the world ...  [+]
Short Fiction
 4 min

12

Lea Lanzalotto

The clock strikes 12. The hour of birth. The hour of candlelight. The dawning of time. The hour of unanswered screams on an empty road. A cold wind whistles through the forest. The unseasonable chill ...  [+]
Short Fiction
 4 min

Strange Territory

Emily Rittammer

A.

Floating

Tethered by a single cord.

There is a steady beat. Like a drum that shakes every cell. There is darkness, but I feel surrounded and held. It is so warm, and safe? Maybe. The ...  [+]
Short Fiction
 2 min

Fear

Gregory Dent

The white tea towel, printed with cacti and the jolly phrase, “Looking Sharp”, resting on the oven handle in my kitchen stains brown from my finger. This has become the preferred method to test the ...  [+]
Short Fiction
 4 min

Golden Girl

Lauren Lanzalotto

“Look out!” Chance screamed, accompanied by a stuttering step in my direction, seeming to want to chase the volleyball he had sent careening in my direction, but hesitating at the last second. ...  [+]
Short Fiction
 1 min

No Backing Down

Allison Pewett

His heart pounded as he stared at the makeshift cage which imprisoned his fearsome foe. He tried to convince himself that he was ready for this moment. But was he? He had spent hours studying his ...  [+]
Short Fiction
 1 min

After This, Will I Fly Too?

Maryam Zafar

The planetarium is closed for good.

Merciless black letters splayed across the sign up front, the yellow banner blocking Saturn’s dancing rings in more ways than one.

They only dance in ...  [+]
Short Fiction
 1 min

Sitting Ducks

Caitlin Wert

We now rest like bugs hanging onto the blades of grasses underneath us, intertwined like we were on our little blanket on the hill. Water soaked through every pore under our backs, seeping into ou ...  [+]
Short Fiction
 3 min

I'm Not a Rebel

Ellie Smith

I sit against the gnarled old willow tree staring at the book in my hands but seeing only my priscilla pink nails. The ludicrousness of it has finally hit me. Why spend a few hours making sure all my ...  [+]
Short Fiction
 1 min

The Point Shoes

Nicole Newman

The point shoes that she had worn in her ballet classes had not aptly prepared her for the tiptoeing that she would need to do throughout her life.

Carpets made of eggshells and roads paved ...  [+]
Short Fiction
 2 min

The End Of Stories

Scott Cummings

The day they dropped/the end of stories

Once upon a time, a boy lived by the seaside. His family lived modestly and took great joy in what little they had. While his father was out fishing ...  [+]
Short Fiction
 5 min

A Walk On Pointless Grounds

Joshua Saville

It was midday and Joseph was at the end of an arduous drive. As the sedan pulled along the final stretches of the meticulously kept brick road and hedgerows, a sigh of relief escaped from him upon ...  [+]
Short Fiction
 4 min

On Fanta Peak

Talia Johnson

Everyone around me is crying. The soft background noise of sniffling and tissues crumpling is the only thing keeping me in my seat as some old woman sobs at the pulpit. My tie is choking me. I only ...  [+]
Short Fiction
 4 min

Harvest Moon

Sabin Bottomstone

His mother told him a story, once. A story told to her by her mother, and to her mother by her father, stretching all the way back to the moment their family came to be.

He’s heard stories ...  [+]
Short Fiction
 5 min

I Want To Set Myself On Fire

Mira Dhillon

He can’t believe he’s made it this far. Every blink his eyelids perform proves to be a battle. One lapse of thought could drown him in the depths he won’t have the nails to claw out of. But for the ...  [+]
Short Fiction
 5 min

The Bassoon Player

Callie Holloway

The house on Eleventh Street boasted a stout reputation of being haunted. Mr. Scott Reynolds, a skeptic by nature and a cynic by nurture, did not believe in ghosts.

The first incident occurred ...  [+]
Short Fiction
Short Fiction
 3 min

The Red Lipstick

Niki Farivar

When I woke up, we were surrounded by water as far as I could see. You smiled at me.

“Hi!”

I smiled and nodded my head as Hi!

I stretched a bit. You handed me a cup of tea and I ...  [+]