Feast

Written By: Jacquie Wilson No one remembers her name. Her real name anyway. She was a girl once- a regular girl, a good girl- who worked as a harlequin for her family's tiny traveling show.

Written By: Stephen Kramer Avitabile This harsh world was not designed for the weak, but the weak needed to decide if they were going to stay as they were designed.

Written By: Paolo Bozzo there is a hunger deep within me that must be satisfied it lurks in the darkest of places in my body waiting to devour on human flesh

Written By: Kieu Anh Nguyen center cuts in perfect squares / all rib bones removed / I rub some coarse salt to dehydrate the skin / before the dry rub/ this old darkened flesh

Written By: Sean Grant I am watching from my car.  The night presses its face against my view, prying its way into my eyes.

Written By: Ashley Sgro The wolves are after me. I can hear them through the charcoal night. No wind moves through leafy bushes. The air is still. The sky at 3 A.M. is quiet. It is them.