Est. 2008

Est. 2008

Short Story

Obliterating History – a guitar-making mystery, domination & submission in a small town garage (excerpt)

When Frank MacLean hears his wife's car pull into the driveway, he logs off the online dating site and deletes his browsing history. He's...

Eaten

When I was a child, in my backyard, there grew a sapodilla tree. In the summer my parents would send...

Portrait #37, in Red

“You should have forgotten their names by now,” Mike said. He sat in the driver’s seat like it was a living room chair, his left...

Carla

Carla wasn't a waitress, but she played one in the diner. What she really wanted to do was take photographs. She used to tell...

Craft

I’m parked kitty-corner from Lisa Scoccar’s one-story prefab, squinting into binoculars against the bald May sun, across her open yard of rutted dirt scattered...

Traces of Hugh

Veronica stormed off set and just kept going. She blotted her sweaty, heavily made up face with the linen scrap she kept in the...

Stop and Jack Bean

Many problems still remain, but I am not angry. Why is that? I live in this room and that is all that I do....

Backbreak

She was bending down, red robe held tight, reaching for the newspaper, when it happened. The paper, wrapped in a pinkish plastic bag slightly...

Jenna On Twitter

Jenna is tweeting when she’s supposed to be painting. Ennui is the religion of my generation. The singer of her favourite band updates his own Twitter...

Thieves With Tiny Eyes: an excerpt

The Blackbird This is supposed to be a love letter. The relationship will start in tears. One of the girls, in the hallway, will spit...