He Admitted It. Steve AnwyllJuly 10, 2018 Some bitch jabs me in the ribs with an elbow. I squeal like a pig. Then without breaking pace. Running across the orange tiled platform. Tow... Flash Fiction0 Comments
You know you’ve done your crying when you eulogise without a tear Simon PinkertonJuly 9, 2018 A recently-dead person long gone. A celebration of their life. I’m the corpse, the corpse at the lectern. Four years of r... Flash Fiction0 Comments
In Defense of Lee Harvey Oswald (Or at Least my Mother) Michael O'NeillMay 30, 2018 I was watching the Zapruder film in my parents’ basement in Houghton when the screen of my laptop froze black. A snapshot of my face was tak... Flash Fiction0 Comments
INFESTATION Melody Chang SnyderMay 29, 2018 I I’m in the basement of the Sharon house. I feel mostly like my present self but the house is as it was when I was a teenager.... Flash Fiction1 Comment
Reverie Mir -YasharMay 21, 2018 Nick smokes a joint in the sauna. He feels a deep and dreamy release. The smoke and steam are like being in a timeless mist. The world is be... Flash Fiction0 Comments
When I Fall off the Cliff Leila RegisterApril 12, 2018 What she decided at the sandwich shop, not with total certainty, but with some, is that this time in her life would be defined by fine exper... Flash Fiction1 Comment
Russell the Muscle Brings the Pain Harris LahtiJune 13, 2018 Tonight—like every Monday night—the residents of Lexington Home crowd the living room to watch the leotarded men of WWE wrestling trade body... Fiction1 Comment
RESTAURANT BOY Blake MiddletonJune 2, 2018 I've worked at the same restaurant for five years. Not the worst job ever. No no. Not terrible. &n... Fiction0 Comments
For My Beautiful Daughter Marilyn on Her 16th Birthday Alex EbelMay 31, 2018 After reading the card aloud, Marilyn’s mother carefully opened the gift she had finished wrapping moments before. Inside the box was an apr... Fiction0 Comments
Determinants Kelly FlynnMay 29, 2018 We put our wine glasses on cocktail tables and face the stage. I don’t think he should be drinking. A year ago I got a text message at 3am o... Fiction0 Comments
Two Storeys Steve AnwyllMay 25, 2018 It sounds like a sack of concrete hitting the pavement. No life. So I get off the couch. Stand still for a moment. Listen to the curses bein... Fiction0 Comments
Three fragments of a chronology of depression (as seen through the eyes of two girls and their kitchen) Marija VidakovicMay 22, 2018 “Vittujen kevät ja kyrpien takatalvi!” written in black marker on a ripped out piece of paper, and stuck to the kitchen wall using blue-tack... Fiction0 Comments
Letter from Montreal Emily PinkertonJuly 13, 2018 It was cloudy today in Montreal / overcast and cool for July When I realized / the space between An ending and a beginning / is endless &a... Poetry0 Comments
disney short I can’t remember the name of Victor ShawJuly 13, 2018 the homeless yuki-onna sells her matchsticks. everybody already has matches and she makes very little money. at night she sits in her bac... Poetry0 Comments
red rose petal in the sink Sarah JonesJuly 11, 2018 he’s asking to see me again he’s asking to see me again he’s asking to see me again he’s asking to see me again he’s asking to see me ag... Poetry0 Comments
i was born in the mall of america Amy Saul-ZerbyJune 6, 2018 no, i was born in a lake no, i was born in a boxcar sculpted out of butter & placed behind glass i lost my first tooth in o... Poetry0 Comments
devices that remind you of the past catch businessJune 5, 2018 are you thinking my name because i’m grinding my teeth seeing double in the mirror four walls even when we tweet something at the... Poetry0 Comments
Touch in 9 Emma Scott SchaefferJune 3, 2018 1. Touch loves to hold hands because she always fits. 2. Touch stays up nights and ponders jigsaw puzzles. She stumbles b... Poetry0 Comments
Skyline Yellow: An Interview with Shy Watson Greg ZorkoMarch 25, 2018 Shy Watson’s Cheap Yellow was published by Civil Coping Mechanisms in January of 2018. Recently I chatted with Shy about how the boo... Interviews0 Comments
Escapism as Medicine, Making People Feel Nervous in Public, and Inspiration from the 7-Eleven Menu – A Chat with Porpentine Charity Heartscape October 8, 2017
“Everyone Was Fine”: Lives of Languor in Andrew Duncan Worthington’s Newest Collection Wilson JosephsonJune 30, 2018 The newest collection from Bottlecap Press is Andrew Duncan Worthington’s A Very Small Forest Fire. The twelve short stories he has brought ... ReviewsUncategorized0 Comments
