Short Story

Amy Milin -

Violet put a hand to her stomach, unsure whether the rumbling she felt was an effect of hunger or the thing inside her. Less...

Ifeanyichukwu Eze -

1. “It could have been worse,” Buba says to the image in the mirror. His eyes still scream for sleep. A good explanation for how...

Russ Myslewicz -

Over the course of the first two and a half weeks of July, he had been doing well. He was staying sober for the...

Donald Morrison -

Reid was the only person who scared me at that time, and he wanted to kill me because his girlfriend Lacey’d told him I’d...

Anjali Enjeti -

During the seventh procedure that night, light from the moon pierced the single, circular window. Zero could guess, nearly to the minute, how much...

Ash Kaul -

“Boi!” Firdaus’s shrill call to her brother breaks the rumble of the river. Hanif shoots a glance at her. She is holding the net high above...

Lauren Collee -

The bus route began – for me, that is – in my neighbourhood, and then wound down past the mosque, through the leafy parts...

Richard Chiem -

JANICE IS NOT LIKE THE OTHER GIRLS IN THE THRIFT SHOP, she is not like other girls, she gets what she wants, ashes to...

Sam Berman -

I feel I am too old to be trusted as an expert. Too old. And at times it makes things difficult at work. Work for me...

M. Cottonwood -

I took the train back to the city where I live, sitting in the quiet car beside the university administrator. She concentrated on a...