Fiction

Lid Locking Into Place

Sasha Graybosch

Eleanor couldn’t suppress the feeling that her teeth were too big to fit inside her mouth

Angie Rubio’s Report Card by Angie Rubio’s Mother

Donna Miscolta

Language Arts – Angie tends to show off her vocabulary

A Good Hour

J.R. Angelella

While later in the day he’ll be let go from his job as a copywriter at an online men’s zine, Ransom spent his lunch break watching the destruction of a church.

The Monster’s Wife

Rosaleen Bertolino

Martha fled to the island. The anonymous threats of revenge

Death at the Parking Lot

Meiko Ko

The month is August. I have been writing invitations earlier at home

Scraps of Sangeetha

Sanjana Raghavan

The first instinct the fruit fly had was to feed. Feed, grow, feed, grow- all for her sister-self.

The Apparition

Kat Hausler

Wiebke woke up more tired than she’d gone to bed, though she’d slept late, and her husband had already left

The Department of Remorse

Jonathan Sapers

She named the fish Hamilton, after another secretary, another fish

Tin Boy

Sumita Mukherji

My mother called herself a modern-day witch. With all of her poultices and potions, I thought of her more as a mad scientist

Converse

Glen Pourciau

All they wanted, they said once we got to the room, was a conversation

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