He captured the first word in a hot viscous jam, and picked up another word on the way to…
The County Coroner, by Sarah Blackman
Dr. Hoff says: Daddy was a country doctor. In suspenders. Making house calls. He specialized in children, but was…
Cliché Alert, by Cris Mazza
Cliché alert—not sure this can be expressed without them. A nightmare of colossal magnitude. OK, just the facts, ma’am. Those…
Fiction, by Michael Joyce
1987 In Retrospect—A Door to Itself—A Dream That Had Adhered— Nothing Marks the Places Exactly In retrospect I think…
Where They Bury the Waste, by Olivia Kate Cerrone
Long piggish snouts and goggles appear in and out of focus as she readjusts the lens, the image remaining…
Three Fictions, by Alissa Hattman
I Just Can’t, with This Heat All the small things: I can’t make rent. Landlord’s going to evict my…
Fish Story, Hoodie Howl, by John Domini
—Look, I’m not saying you didn’t catch the fish. You caught the fish. —Got that right. Me, my claws,…