Est. 2008

Est. 2008

Short Story

Gate Count

We were ranching a lab-owned deer farm thirty miles from the nearest highway. Most mornings were the same. Our withered rooster, Mr. Kirkaby, woke...

Lisa Is the Water

“The worst toy for a bulimic is a garbage disposal,” you say. Saturday afternoon on the balcony, flattened out in bikinis with pink rosettes kissing...

Walking Back to Turtle

P.O. BOX 1293 1149 Laurier Place Edmonton, AB T5H 1P7 Dear Mr. Spotted Plume, I am writing on behalf of Mr. J. Ahkiskiw, author of the Savage Under Heart series (Plains Romances // Big Sky Press...

Long Beach Life Coach

The life coach sits on the couch. He sits on the edge, palms-to-knees. His chin stays up. Behind him, the light pierces the blind...

Songbun Song

Hyo washes his hands in hot water. He presses his nails into his cloth to remove each excess drop to ready his fingers for...

The Unknown Soldier

Molly Antopol's debut story collection, The UnAmericans, is now available from W.W. Norton.  Fridays were busy outside Alameda Point. Women shouldered past Alexi, coiffed and perfumed and in pumps...

The Somewhere Else

An excerpt from Victoria Hetherington's digital fiction project I Have To Tell You (0s&1s, 2014).  1. DAVE When I was a kid I hung around with our grubby,...

Reinventing the Wheel

My next-door neighbours are really bad at fucking. It’s painful; I can hear them every third or fourth night just sort of futilely scrambling around on...

Beauty Queens

Lisette can feel her little sister Vi watching her as the car speeds along. Vi is in the backseat and Lisette is up front...

Dear HauntedKnitz4U

If it weren’t for your socks, I wouldn’t be on this roof.  You have far and beyond the best online shop for haunted socks,...