Fiction

Written By: Holly Eakins Deep in the hills of the west, nestled into the thick, heavy heat of the land, there was a village

Written By: Antino Art i. Chat Transcript Don’t yuck someone’s yum. Hot honey. An elite topping. I love pineapple, I love pizza.

Written By: Nate Hoil Anyone other than Melbourne Ritz would’ve been suspicious about the dumpster behind the barber shop— the mountain of hair inside the unfamiliar business’s waste disposal unit was so overstuffed the lid would not close properly.

Written By: Alice Baburek Lester Quinn watched his father, Elliot, as he washed the body with disinfectant. The deceased’s eyes had been glued shut, and the jaw secured with wire.

Written By: Luca Zani Years after the fact, he couldn't quite remember the order of events as he recounted that special day to his friend on the porch.

Written By: E.K. Larson-Burnett The taste of raw meat, sticky and gummy and too warm, lingered on Mara’s tongue. Blood still trickled down her throat like a melting blade of ice, sharp and tangy.