Lust Thrust Thursdays: The Wolf

/ Sarah Chaves / Sex
Nobody talks about the jagged, fatal claws of grief. The kind that will turn you into an animal of the worst kind.

Lust Thrust Thursdays: Liquid Metal

/ Tamim Sadikali / Sex
I drink her in, take my time; no rush. In this half-light her dress shimmers, like mercury running

Special Issue: Where Are the Children?

/ Jasminne Mendez / Misc
Call for Submissions: “Where Are the Children?” Deadline: August 1, 2018 (11:59pm PST) This special […]

Interview: Eric Blix

/ Justin Eells / Interviews
I have a very torn sentiment toward the particular political moment, and I guess I’ll just go out and say it: I’m very ambivalent about Trump when I’m writing.

Latinx Lit: COSTCO

Cat

/ Steven Earnshaw / Fiction
From that social stock Ash repeats ‘I can see you’re angry’.

FICTION REVIEW: Kingdom of women

/ Kathleen Alcalá / Reviews
Mandatory vasectomies would do a lot to curb testosterone-fueled crime!

Interview: Greg Rhyno

/ Jeremy Luke Hill / Interviews
That’s the way writing sometimes works, where you look at your own life and ask, what if?

Interview: Kasia Jaronczyk

/ Jeremy Luke Hill / Interviews
Immigrant stories are usually about the journey from one place to another and I didn’t want to write that. What interests me is what happens before and after the journey.

Submit Latinx Lit

Dissimulation

Review: Giving Up by Mike Steeves

/ Cassandra A. Baim / Reviews
Reviewed: Giving Up by Mike Steeves Published by BookThug, Toronto   Giving Up, Mike Steeve’s […]

Interview: Lauren B. Davis

/ Andrew I. Power / Interviews
Work can be impossible. Heck, leaving the house can be impossible! And one is forever having flashbacks of the initiating incident, nightmare

The People of My Earth

/ Brittany Ackerman / Fiction
My boyfriend didn’t ever want to hangout with me, so I joined a writing group. […]

The Rest is the Most Tremendous Silence

/ Ed Simon / Fiction
“I am not a sick man. I am not a wicked man. Nor an unattractive man,” the prisoner repeated to himself.

The Uptight Woodswoman

The Doldrums

/ Dave K. / Fiction
Sometimes the rain burns your skin, other times it merely stings. When you feel puckish enough to try raising the sails again, they are full of holes.

Island on Fire