Come to Jesus

/ Hawa Allan / Fiction
“And that’s the only way to make it at the Practice.” This is what Imogene Taylor said to Grace Hardison while smoothing a slip of shiny black hair down the side of her neck.

Chest Pocket of the Uniform

This song is not about a burger.

/ Chad Schuster / Fiction
This is a paid advertisement for Buzzsaw Burgers - burgers to cut through your biggest hunger. Visit www.buzzsawburgers.com or follow @buzzsawburgers on Twitter.

Rabbit Parenting

/ Melanie Boeckmann / Fiction
From now on we’ll only whisper to each other in bed until we fall asleep.

The Movies

Look Straight Ahead

Metafiction, or the Ocelot

/ Melissa Frederick / Fiction
Point Ocelot and point Sawed-off Shotgun would have more dramatic resonance.

The Head

/ A.W. Marshall / Fiction
Upon entering its village, the Head willed children toward it, making them to its body, wrapping little Ian and Mark tight, twisted so their bones crunched and fit into a leg.

The Bend

/ A.W. Marshall / Fiction
Then the babies showed up. Three white baby corpses washed up one Tuesday morning.

Love never dies a natural death.

/ Ellie Broughton / Fiction
He had discovered a dead body in the empty house on the hill and, though it was a size too big, he slid his arms down its sleeves.

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Three Stories

Please help, my poem is very sick

/ Ka Bradley / Fiction
No, I’m sorry, please blindfold me. It won’t do the blindfold any harm to be cried on! Ha ha. Ha. Oh.

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Outbound

Review: We’re Flying by Peter Stamm

/ Tamim Sadikali / Misc, Reviews
Reviewed: We're Flying By Peter Stamm Translated by Michael Hoffman Publish by Granta Does size […]

Bed and Breakfast

/ Rebecca Thursten / Fiction
Don't feed my cat. Don't touch my fucking cat. Don't take any more photos of my fucking cat.

AS A GROWN WOMAN YET RECALLED

/ Derrick Martin-Campbell / Fiction
Taylor Swift, warrior zealot, daughter of many kings, prodigy of her people’s finest schools and temples, set loose in Nashville at fourteen like a falcon thrown into the air...

Sex Tour

/ Refael Paul Arenson / Fiction
And then he's standing in the doorway, watching me walk down the hall.

Umlaut

Some Luckies

How to Inflate a Balloon

/ Ka Bradley / Fiction
Red is puissant and favoured by higher orders, but in the hands of the timorous or unnerved can be fatal; mutilation at a tissue level is more than likely.

Liminal

/ Brian Michael Barebito / Fiction
People can take a long time to get to the places at the edges of cities if they don’t really want to go there.

Divination

/ Brian Michael Barbeito / Fiction
Good. Good for you. Good for me. Good for the angels hiding coyly in the firmament.

Pushing Blood

/ Brian Michael Barbeito / Fiction
(THE WORLD WRESTLING FEDERATION, A PROBLEM WITH THE HEMOGLOBIN, FOGGY NIGHT STRIPPERS, AND THE DIVINE FEMININE)

(No Subject)

/ Donald Quist / Fiction
Maybe this picture of us on the elevator should stay lost in a dresser drawer. I wish I could do the same with others, remove them from digital walls and tuck them somewhere I might forget them.