short fiction

Frank, on the Extent of His Travels; and Renee, on How These Maxims Have Sustained the Night

Shelly Alminas

I wear a bowtie because there is an old woman in the muffin shop every morning who seems very intent on being there.

short fiction

Fifteen Years of Hamster Guilt

Denise Coville

Walking down Yale Avenue North at 7:30 pm and a Juggalo is pissing at birds.

flash fiction

Church of Denial

Rani Deigh Crowe

By the time the writings were traced back to me on Sixty Minutes, I was living a reasonably well-adjusted life with a Mormon lesbian couple in Brooklyn.