TW: suicide, death By Leanne Phillips This afternoon, the sky reminds me of a sky I knew one hundred years ago. I reveled in cold winter...

By Art Hanlon Michael left Seattle the year people were getting in touch with their anger. All morning he began to notice the angry...

By Tomas Baiza “Sssso, explain to us, young man, why you believe we should proceed with thisss transaction?” The strange voice had...

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From the Other Side by Jordan Nishkian Your breath casts a growing fog over the glass while the other side, slicked with rain, gets...

Any Given Night by Kathryn E. McGee The clinking of champagne glasses—it’s for me this time. I squeeze Bret’s hand while my best friend,...

The ghost leaning over Carly’s mother could easily be her father, checking back in on the material world. Substantial, it curls over and...

Sometimes They Bite by Lawrence Block Mowbray had been fishing the lake for the better than two hours before he encountered the heavy-set...

Harmony Saylor by Art Hanlon I first heard of Harmony Saylor one night while drinking with friends in The Skull of the Oreodont, a bar...

by J.R. Angelella My father complained of having flame-shaped hands. He hated that he didn't have hands like his father, my grandfather,...

by Liz Michaud The screen door of our cabin swung shut with a shriek of rusty hinges. I flinched at the sound but kept my eyes fixed on...

by Kendall Brunson There’s the drink you don’t need but take anyway. That’s every drink. But the world is ending. Your uncle, one of the...

by Arshan Dhillon I was ten years old when I finally went fishing with my grandpa. He had promised the fishing trip for months. Before we...

Seeing Even the Blind Can Do by Emily Carpenter BADADADA BADADADA badadada badadada… BADADADA BADADADA badadada badadada… 7:00 a.m. Eyes...

A VELOCITY OF IMPACT by Charles G. Thompson A trilling wail wormed its way into Kasper Zigismond’s inner ear, shoving the topsy-turvy...

FAMILY MAP By Lindsay Jamieson “Don Julio silver on the rocks, please,” Hilary asked the bartender, who was already reaching for the...

FISH by AMITA BASU Apr 15. Day 24 of India’s lockdown. I embark for the fish-shop. Saleem’s phoned: he’s stocked rahu. We’ve spent weeks...

Breaking News BREAKING NEWS: CONGRESS PASSES A $300 QUADRILLION PACKAGE TO BREATHE FREE INC. FOR DEVELOPMENT OF MECHANIZED LUNG...

This Room of Mine Own These days I find the old adage to be true, you never know what you have until it’s gone. I have never wanted to...

From tim@friendlyneighborhoodgastropubcorp.com Subj: We’re all in this together! Hey Neighberino, We understand that these are trying...