Short Fiction


Peter Ott

"Yeah," Darius said into the phone as Jessica, the receptionist, made no attempt to disguise her eavesdropping. "I just finished the work-trade shift and will take a class with Hannah. After, I'll ... [+]

Short Fiction


Nicholas Perilli

A woman who claimed to be a chimera called the library most Tuesdays, on the old line they never got around to disconnecting after the renovations. The call went straight to a yellowed phone hung on ... [+]

Short Fiction

No Littering in the Park

Christopher C

"Are we there yet?"
"Not yet, dear." I responded, "Just a few more minutes, okay?"
The day started off like any other day, the sun was shining and the winds blew through the harsh ... [+]

Short Fiction



“This is a tale about how all things end, the story given by his ladyship who will watch us go. It is an epic on the reunion bathed in extinction and consummated by sorrow. So make your beds, and ... [+]

Short Fiction



Muscles tensed. Eyes slitted and glaring, although with hatred or fear it is difficult to know. Spittle flying along with invectives.
I am a wall. I am a wall. I am a wall.
I am not a ... [+]

Short Fiction

The Boy Who Turned to Stone

Mollie Rosie

Jerome's after-school routine was simple, efficient, and mechanical. As soon as he stepped off the bus, he was already unzipping his coat so that he could slip out of it by the time he reached the ... [+]

Short Fiction

Entries of a Lost Mother


The attic was a mess. Piles and piles of rusted knick-knacks, worn-out books, and moth-ridden clothing took up the majority of the cramped room, leaving only a small path from the ladder to the ... [+]

Short Fiction

Pre-Dinner Briefing


Just around sundown, Tina burst into Justin’s apartment and informed him that he needed to stop whatever he was doing because something big had just come up. Startled, Justin set down his cereal ... [+]

Short Fiction

Monday Morning Thoughts


Slipping on your rain boots for the first time, they’re heavier than you remember; it makes you wonder, how will you get through the day? You knew it wouldn’t be easy, what with the first downpou ... [+]

Short Fiction

They Tore Out the Flowers


My father’s last words to me were “Catalina, estás llena de gracia, comparte tu espíritu.” Or, “Catalina you are full of grace, share your spirit.” He wrote these in the form of a lette ... [+]

Short Fiction

Father Francis

George Fenton

You ever bury someone? How about bury a priest? How about bury a priest as a fucking detention? I have. Do you know what's it like to be sent into your high school chapel, thinking you'll be doing ... [+]

Short Fiction



There is a species of jellyfish that exists just in one lake on this entire planet. Every morning, before the sun rises, these jellyfish travel to the surface of the lake so that algae that live ... [+]

Short Fiction

Me, Myself and the Other Self

Maliha C

Flipping through the pages of her journal, she looked for signs of development. Did she accomplish what she set out to do?
Flips page.
If a stranger were to read her entries, what kind ... [+]

Short Fiction


Will Dean

My mother is a worrier, and my father doesn't say much. Sometimes I worry that I am too similar to them, but I rarely talk about it.
In elementary school there was a poster on the wall that read ... [+]

Short Fiction

Restless after Breakfast


Thousands of noises buzzing inside Paul's ears all at once; the endless flow of the crowds, the intoxicating scent of pretzels and hot dogs spicing the air. Paul and his father made it to their seats ... [+]