Est. 2008

Est. 2008

Fiction

The Last Time We Fucked

“It looks like a clinic,” my ex-husband says. “I like it.” “You might want to get some rugs. I have a rug in the basement. It’s...

Small Town, Big City

WINTER The plastic couple had fallen on the ground, one woman and one man in their Sunday best next to the park bench,...

Sleepwalker

His girlfriend had been a sleepwalker when he met her. She’d warned him after they’d been on a few dates, when he asked her back...

Four Love Stories

I. The Trouble With Language Last night I went to bed thinking that old, endless, quiet thought: I don’t want to ever die. Then, in the...

Shipwrecks

1. The winter I was twelve, my father found work as a surveyor and we moved north to the Upper Peninsula, to Sault Ste. Marie....

What Happened

I was thirteen when my grandmother told me about my mom’s rape. We were sitting at the dining room table at my grandmother’s house playing...

Please Hold

The photo hangs crooked. Like this. I can barely hear Sal call “Action!” over the wind, brown leaves turning up and scattering downhill. It is the...

Jun and the Two Sisters: A Fox Story

It was late summer, but the clouds refused to part for the sun. The trees clasped their branches overhead, determined to keep Jun in the...

Zero Hour

A transfer student from another Catholic high school, Rose McCraig liked to talk about the sickly saints, the holy anorexics who starved themselves for God. “St. Maria...

Rolesville

Kate was a Specialist in the Army, which was perfect for her, since Specialists don’t really specialize in anything. Even as a kid, Kate...