2021 Flash Fiction Contest Runner Up “I didn’t make New Year’s resolutions,” Ed told Candice. Then he paused and said, “Well. I did...

2021 Flash Fiction Contest Winner Every night the birds, trees, cat in her lap. The sky. Stars pinned here, planets there. You know, the...

Step 1: At 20 years old, break off your engagement to a religious fanatic after you start to question God’s existence. Realize that’s...

It’s not every day that your Dad returns from the dead. Not your typical Wednesday night, if you know what I mean. We’re sitting around...

Some believe, following the Buddhist tradition, that yuanfen is similar to karma; its driving force is the consequence of actions...

Creative Nonfiction - LGBTQIA+ Prose and Poetry Contest Winner The hills to the south of our house were burning. We saw the fire over a...

Interludes I we ‘ve met in happy interlude: As I traipse from one act of suffering to the next I cling to the soft and gentle Walk with...

I know this is love. It has the immediate warmth of a telepathic connection, like when conjoined twins use their own language. We can...

Tell her it’s not a good idea to cancel her date. Crush two black dahlias in your fists. Mix with rosehip oil and lavender. Smear onto...

I dream in black, My nightmares are black. Sometimes I don’t know the difference between a space shuttle and The Nina, The Pinta and La...

The breaking was tremendous. It was all we could say in our silences, and while all we knew was this descending dark, our tiny flames...

I remember the yellow afternoon we spent sprawled in the backfield of our old elementary school Your head anointed with a crown of...

16. I spend three afternoons a week in a dance class where I learn some sort of Hip-Hop Bollywood fusion. It has Afrobeat elements. Lots...

What if I slept with someone else? What if— You heard me. I think I’m going to need more context for this. I’m asking what you would do....

“I still think of her when I masturbate,” I blurt out as I stick a cigarette between my teeth. Raising my lighter to the end and watching...

May 1996 The bathtub had just been cleaned. That’s the part she emphasized as she told the story, though I wasn’t sure why. She said, “I...

around this sun that brightens just like you are laughing at another year with you and i so let’s fill a junk drawer together soy sauce...

My eyelids crawl over in bone-fed memory like clock hands. Your lips are the first to buckle back into the rhythmic tick, cracked by the...