Fiction

  • You Think That’s Bad

    You Think That’s Bad

    In the desert of Turkmenistan, the temperature inside the Derweze Crater can reach more than 1,800° Fahrenheit. Locals dub the fire pit the Door to Hell. But maybe they’re missing something important, Aries. Maybe everyone is—fire is not only a…

  • Amelia

    Amelia

    No era apenas que ella estuviese perdiendo de vista a las personas y las cosas. Más bien parecía como si todo se estuviera disolviendo. Incluso las memorias estaban perdiendo sus contornos. La playa, la muchedumbre sobre la arena, sus primas…

  • Art Guard

    Art Guard

    I’ve tried forgetting her but this philosophy class I’m in makes me think about her all the time. Every day I am a day closer to dying. I think I am having a crisis.

  • Small Wonder

    Small Wonder

    “What’s got you obsessed with this? Late night redditing?” “No,” Kathy said. “I think I dreamt about it. About being her. The girl robot. You know how dreams are; it’s all a jumble and you forget as soon as you…

  • Annapurna

    Annapurna

    Guilt and You don’t get bonus points for getting out of this world without scars

  • Wolf Spiders

    Wolf Spiders

    At the end of the week my grandma came and got me. I wasn’t really close to my grandma, because she lived two states away in Arizona, but Arizona was two states away from my dad, so when she asked…

  • Two Pink Lines

    Two Pink Lines

    Jade and Lucas were fraternal twins. That their hypothetical respective children be born in tight proximity was important, imperative, lightly exacted. Our babies will be just like twins. They’ll be the best cousins. The best friends. Jade’s tender want. Friendly…

  • Sorry For My Loss

    Sorry For My Loss

    Her dad wasn’t even some eccentric billionaire with an army of lawyers—half the money she would’ve inherited was frittered away on obscure cryptocurrencies and perplexing amounts of wild-caught salmon. But it is still a sizable sum of money, so here…

  • You Know

    You Know

    In the old days, these convention events had been scripted, safe. Now the network still had to maintain the FCC’s decency standards despite the president’s profane speeches and ad lib remarks. Radical bluntness, he called it.

  • Dear Employee 24601

    Dear Employee 24601

    It’s easy to be the protester. Something is always wrong. Imagine how hard it is to be the protested? Have you considered how much work goes into designing and maintaining a system of control that allows everyone, if they have…

  • Slime

    Slime

    When together, even the most ardent slime colonialist could not have drawn a border between your slime and mine. Slime planes carried us across oceans of slime to faraway slimelands which were, in the end, much the same as our…

  • Penny’s Head

    Penny’s Head

    “Decomposing,” they said, slowly, trying it out under their breath. The word felt different than the ones before—which could be a byproduct of having only half a mouth now. Or, maybe, it was finally the right one. Their heart raced…