by Dan Crawley Clara shuffles by cookie-cutter tract homes to the corner and then up the boulevard toward a convenience store. There she’ll buy her candy bar for the day. Where the si…

by Jerrod Schwarz I watch the barista throw a trout over the sandbag wall. News crews splash by, pointing their cameras at a dead octopus hanging from the adjacent McDonald’s sign. I check F…

by David Clager It was a hit that first and only night when he wore it to the party and everyone that didn’t even know him didn’t care since the visor hid his face anyway, and so they…

by Tayden Bundy A farmer found the girl strung up in a cottonwood three weeks after she had gone missing. The chain around her neck had been taken from the schoolyard, stripped from t…

by Ahimaz Rajessh A window forks into a door at a bar in Felicity called Codified wherein some codes of life in concert hinge and some other codes not in concert unhinge. Where one wo…

by Christina Dalcher She keeps pieces of past and would-be lovers in jelly jars, crowded on dusty shelves in the root cellar under her front porch. Johnny’s tongue floating in a brine…

by Justin Holliday At the coffee shop I see him turning the page of a book. I don’t read the title but stare at his forearm, adorned with ink vines snaking up to his bicep. His black …

by Steve Carr Sunlight sparkled on the glass jar that lay on its side in white sand. Inside it, Itsy opened her bright blue eyes, yawned, and stretched. The jar was long enough for he…

by Bear Kosik They wore pre-Goth clothes, were confused by hair care products, and hung out in the Gilman coffee shop. They were pretty pleased they weren’t in Iowa, but not completel…

by Richard Knights A man named Skops poured me into his own mouth. I burnt all the way down. I took the fervour that made his pupils shrink and the whites grow, I took his single deep…