FEATURED POSTS
A Reflection. A Glimpse.
A Reflection. A Glimpse written by: Richard Korst - Virgil was a nervous, fidgety sort. His rumpled, oversized gray suit, thin-soled...
Memories
Memories written by: Gregory Matthews He was trying to remember a memory, He swore he’d never forget,...
Mean Green Fiction Machine
Mean Green Fiction Machine written by: Bruce Snyder - Faye, I need a word! Goddamit Faye, where the hell are you when I need you?! Dammit!"...
Poetry
Second-hand Bookshop
Second-hand Bookshop written by: Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu Below the craters of a sullen city I burrow lightly, cautiously,...
Golden Boy
Golden Boy written by: Yukta Phoenix He’s so fuckiing unproblematic, All smiles and right lines, The jewel...
Signs of the Times – 1960
Signs of the Times – 1960 written by: Carl “Papa” Palmer “Thank you” was the only response from...
War as Wealth
War as Wealth written by: Kt Owens Stars drowned the earth in their suffocating cage. They watched...
A Mother Waits
A Mother Waits written by: Don Flecknoe ‘Thomas, now your father’s passed Your mother needs your help...
God and Whisky
God and Whisky [sic] The Flowers of Dawn written by: Pablo Cúzco The sun rises blurred and...
LITERATURE
The Old Woman and Her Mountain
The Old Woman and Her Mountain written by: Karen Bayly - The old woman ascends the mountain, her steps heavy. She has journeyed this way...
Bus Trip with Greyhound
Bus Trip with Greyhound written by: Sugar de Santo - He zipped up his bag. Over. Done. Finished. Once again...
A Reflection. A Glimpse.
A Reflection. A Glimpse written by: Richard Korst - Virgil was a nervous, fidgety sort. His rumpled, oversized gray suit, thin-soled...
The Great Sins
The Great Sins written by: Anastasia Loginova - Vitalina walked down a deserted backstreet. She had crossed it twice a day...
