Consulate

The Catullus Chainsaw Massacre

Nathaniel G. Moore -

Humans don’t have one pose, one image or one reflection. They can bend and crystallize, endure, fossilize and decay. They can prune, spoil, initiate...

L.O.R.

Jocelyn Tennant -

Nina and Michelle are missing from the morning meeting. They’re usually in the back corner, angling their lips toward a window cracked just enough...

Society and Others

Tim Conley -

There was a man stranded on a desert island. So we went and rescued him. It turned out that this was not to his...

When the Stillness Comes

Arjun Basu -

The noise from the neighbors’ party interrupted the father's slide show for the last time. A slide frozen on the wall: Furby on the...

Your Children Are Not Your Own

Soili Smith -

Cherie says I’m too smart for my own good. I read too much, use too many big words from big books, she says. This...

Breaking

Julia Chan -

The little voice told me to come here. I don’t always listen to it, even though they say you should. But this time it...

Leo’s Sin

Marisa Coulton -

There are three types of people in the world: (1) knowers (2) not-knowers and (3) knowers who can't stand the not-knowing. Lucy was the...

Keeping Things Alive is Too Much Work

Dina Del Bucchia -

Congratulations to Joyland contributor Dina Del Bucchia, whose first collection of fiction Don’t Tell Me What to Do is out now with Arsenal Pulp Press. In...

Inverted

Joey Comeau -

Used to be I woke covered in blood. Chunks of strange men in my bed. I was an animal then. The darkness rode me...

Translated from the Portuguese by Rachel Morgenstern-Clarren Music Thursday rushed. Thursday traffic, bus, metro, Thursday watches where time moves faster: brief minutes. Contracted hours. Withered happiness...