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Aren LeBrun
We drove out to Fig’s place to see about Holiday, who owed Vaughn some money, I guess. They were on the outs again, but Holiday was still crashing there. I coul...
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Airplane Mode

Erin Little
I’m watching the other passengers board the plane and counting every pair of Lululemon leggings I see. Sometimes it’s hard to tell what’s true-Lulu and what’s a...
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Best Beef

Ken Cormier
I.   The best place in Riverton for beef is Arlo’s. Just ask Denise Gross. She won’t go anywhere else for beef. Did you know that Denise and her husban...
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The Sandwich

Eli S. Evans
A man came across an interesting advertisement in the newspaper. Below a photograph of three women in aprons and hairnets (the advertisement was for a local san...
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Memory Boards

Jessica Bonder
Uncle drove from house to house in his gauche sedan. No one opened their door to greet the man in person. For the sake of death, however, concessions had been m...
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Steching

B. Hayer
When I woke from a short-timed sleep, a voice whispered in my ear to lay its thick rasp over my mind in the way the fog dressed the mountains nearby the laborat...
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Channel Surfing

Stephan Zguta
Billy stands at the bathroom mirror, gazing at his own reflection. The shower head drips onto the white porcelain tub as he holds a razor in his hand, lost in t...
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X marks the Void

Felix Anker
I’m dead at the moment. Haven’t been for too long but I’m already bored. There’s nothing here in my void except a pair of weathered sandals the previous tenant ...
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Ethereal Pizza

Pete Hadland
After I left college not knowing what to do next, and just before going back to college because I didn’t know what to do next, I delivered pizzas. You know the ...
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Daydreamer

Daniel Dagris
Suzie used to be this wonderful alcoholic. Cheaply buzzed, she’d sing, dance, tell silly jokes. “Hey Opal,” Suzie said the night we met, “why’d the calamari ...
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Across the Counter

Francis Yasha
“He held me against the wall and said, ‘You’re a strawman, you’ll never amount to a thing,’” my butcher told me, adding a cut of meat to the scales. I stood at ...
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Shitheads

Kate Faigen
My leader isn’t fearless, but she sure has balls. “Barf bags,” Carrigan says to the CVS employee, like she’s inquiring about dish soap. “Whereabouts?”  ...
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Pop-Up Girl

Phoebe Gibb
Girls had ruined her life; being one, and otherwise. That’s why men who committed acts of violence because they were rejected by women were, in her mind, the lo...
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Happy People

Sarah Walker
Strangers wouldn’t be able to tell Pam’s parents loved each other, but she knew they did. At night, she often lay in bed, unable to sleep due to their giggling ...
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Doppelgänger

A.A. Weiss
In a world of unlimited possibilities—intersecting timelines, echoes of actions reverberating forever—complimenting Janey’s Doc Martins was the only thing I cou...
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