Short Story

Leisure

Evie Christie -

“Do you want to fuck?” “Hmm?” “Anymore?” “Of course.” Like everyone else, dismal poverty and ruthlessly wonderful lovers could characterize your early twenties. Never will so many people...

Fair Exchange

Michael Marshall Smith -

We’re in some bloke’s house the other night, nicking his stuff, and Bazza calls me over. We’ve been there twenty minutes already and if...

Miracle

Ruth Galm -

She has been watching Will play baseball in the park across the street, watching him bend his entire torso, the long, thin ankle of...

Pangaea

Jim Hanas -

Jeanie stared into the drawer beside her bathroom sink at all the foil disks ringed by plastic teardrops, each teardrop containing a tiny pill....

Cheekbone

Larissa Diakiw -

I told you over lunch, where Kaiser buns seemed to sprout cucumber through a sheet of spinach, what I thought about Alec Melnyk, the...

Sissy

Zoe Whittall -

1. Sauntering down Aisle 6 at the 24-hour Dominion grocery store, Lee is cradling an overly large zucchini. It sits inside the sleeve of his...

Hack

ROSE McCANN -

-1- The Jesuits place a high value on the written word, so much so that they hire an outsider to run the literary magazine....

Daughter (from Daughter)

Janice Lee -

It was insistent, the corpse, in the daughter’s careful execution of the process, as if the octopus was asserting its physical presence all the...

From Klara

Natalee Caple -

I’ll come back if you need me. I’ll know if you are feeling lost. And now it is night and you have left my...

My Revolutionary

Jennifer Krasinski -

I was once in love with a revolutionary who, for the life of him, could not tell a joke. He would omit important details...