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“All Our Auld Acquaintances Are Gone”
by Caroline Adderson
by Caroline Adderson
Only about half the apartments were lit and fewer had Christmas lights, just like the last building.
Browsing: Short Fiction
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“The Pit”
by David Huebert
by David Huebert
Edward is not expecting her voice. “Why don’t we go out?” They stand with their fingers in the pigeon mesh,…
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“Twyla”
by Alex Pugsley
by Alex Pugsley
“I think we’re living in the Golden Age of Fuck Off. I really do. What the fuck even matters anymore?…
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“Photographs of the Civil War”
by Cary Fagan
by Cary Fagan
Warren’s new girlfriend had a son named Benjamin, always called Benny. The boy’s father had infuriated her by taking a…
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“Alice & Charles”
by Camilla Grudova
by Camilla Grudova
“His wig and the heels of his clown shoes added some height, but Alice could reach his throat in a moment, if need be.”
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“Maxi”
by David Huebert
by David Huebert
Maxi stands at the morning count with her right cheekbone bulging and purpled, red lightning forked in the white of…
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“Slave Craton”
by Paige Cooper
by Paige Cooper
“The plate just bent and bent,” she is saying. “I told them. The Slave Craton’s the oldest rock on the planet. It doesn’t move. It was never going to move. Something else had to.”
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The Last Trumpet
by K. D. Miller
by K. D. Miller
From an upcoming collection of stories inspired by the paintings of Alex Colville.
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The Wolf Expert
by Shaena Lambert
by Shaena Lambert
Raj has his laptop open, and he types as Kathy leans towards him, whispering intensely. She catches a glimpse of herself in the cabin’s living room window – pale face framed by red pigtails, next to the burgundy orb that is Raj’s turban…
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No. 10
by Tamas Dobozy
by Tamas Dobozy
The first bad Remembrance Day was 1984, the year Frank turned seventeen and his mother, Juliska, passed away. The old…