Est. 2008

Est. 2008

Short Story

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...

Folsom, Survivor

1. MYSELF & THE CITY My name is Folsom and the most important fact of my existence, as determined by others, is that I survived...

Dummy

It’s not easy, being green. —Kermit the Frog I could feel Jordan’s hands working up and down my back. He tweaked my shoulder blade and my...

That’s How Wrong My Love Is

A while back, I watched a pair of mourning doves in their nest every day, watched as one then the other sat on an...

Shipping Manifesto: The Zeppelin Attack Dirigible Sessions

THE ELEVATED VIEW AFFORDED FROM HEIGHTS OFFERED BY BALLOON TRANSPORT OF THE FUTURE ARE EXCITING. IMAGINE SEEING THE DRIFT OF EastLA LIKE YOU HEAR...

Rat Girl Rat Boy

In Marcia’s favourite book, Cinderella’s stepsisters had thin carroty hair. So did Hansel and Gretel’s mother, and the wicked fairy who wasn’t invited to...

The Green Honda

Archie spotted the scanner at a swap meet one Sunday morning. The hawker evidently concluded that he wasn’t an undercover pig, because he leaned...

Something More

Avery was a rapist, but that’s not the first thing you’d notice about him. You might observe his pale skin or his glasses, the...