Short Story

Time’s Medusa

Brian Russell Roberts -

For ten years, mama and me lived alone in Utah’s Sevier Desert in a stone cabin at the base of the Drum Mountains. At...

Waterfall

Kris Hartrum -

I put on my white karate uniform and tied my belt. I re-tied my belt so it looked symmetrical. I imagined I was tough...

Affection

Emily Zhou -

After Sylvie found out that Marina was dropping out of graduate school, she sent her a long, philosophical email that ended with an invitation...

Death or The Dog

Jane Morton -

When you see the dog you might not know you are seeing him. He is black from snout to tail. And sometimes you might...

Coprolalia

Chloe Alberta -

I. I try to write about constipation and it turns into something about my mother. Okay. She used to give me enemas, in all those...

I’m A Mid-Thirty

Leesa Fenderson -

And from time to time I take used rolls of toilet paper from restaurants. Not time to time so much as all the time....

Fear

Mary Alice Stewart -

The cops and coroners left and we were allowed back into Helen’s apartment. It appeared that everything had been moved. Even the water stain,...

Rocinante

Rebecca Morgan Frank -

He would be a horse’s ass. He had been auditioning for ballet companies and responding to calls for small parts for a year when...

Likeness

Steph Grossman -

I. On Anj’s eighth birthday, her grandma Gwen warns, “If you look in the mirror for too long, you’ll start to see the devil.” Her grandma...

Hiroshima

Vladimir Sorokin, translated by Max Lawton -

23:48 YAR—A Moscow Restaurant Lukashevich, the vice-president of a small but impressive bank, and Zeldin, the owner of four supermarkets, sat at a table served for...