Tag: Fiction

New Fiction for Flavor Town USA: “Between Now and Forever” by D. Harlan Wilson

I had never stolen anything in my life, not even as a child. I received no guidance from good parents, and to this day, my moral compass remains an elemental lump of shit. Taking things that weren’t mine simply never occurred to me. When I saw the booth, I had to have it. The color,…
Bad Survivalist Fiction: “Body Snatching in the 21st Century” by Mathew Serback

Show some goddamned patience. No one—not even a body snatcher—gets rich overnight. When no one attends the funeral, you might as well leave them to the worms. Anyone worth something draws a crowd—unless the will’s already been read and possessions divided up. The gold teeth aren’t worth it. You might find a silver ring or…
New Fiction: “The Blue Refuge” by Mehr-Afarin Kohan

The yolk was orange and soft and it ran over the white, ruining the egg’s sun in the middle. The light was glaring outside the kitchen window, where I sat at the table facing Tehran’s dry ranges in the horizon. It was my first morning in the country, still jet-lagged. I was back for a…
Side A: Original Collaborative Fiction & Art by Alex Gregor & Sean Riley

art by Sean RileyThe Wolf and the Hunter, Right Panel of the Ballads Triptych, 2025 oil on canvas, 44″ x 36″ the comet and the receding sea words by Alex Gregor it began with a comet on the Espigò d’Antoni Gutiérrez Díaz. the musician saw it first, telling the astronomer over the phone, who was…
New Short Fiction: “Hurricane” by Jackie Corley

The ocean met the bay. In one hundred years, the bay wouldn’t exist at all. The twenty-mile barrier island would disappear into the Atlantic Ocean as if it had been a quaint sandbar, an untouched strip of land giving way to a cosmic blip of human joy and then faded from memory. The arrogance to…
Excerpt from Roadkill: New Fiction by Alana I. Capria

I am roadkill. I am a body bag with a crying tumor inside. I have no value beyond my womb. Put on life support, my body is cracked like a raw egg. No one cares that the shell is broken so long as the yolk remains intact. I’ve gone necrotic on the mattress; my rot…
Haunted Passages Short Fiction Hybrid: “The Cartographer of Unobservable Roads” by Libby Banks

A PEDESTRIAN GUIDE TO THE ALTERNATIVE ROUTE SYSTEM Seventh Edition (Revised) Compiled by: Dr. Rachel Wallace, Urban GeographerPublisher: Small Compass PressPrice: Free ROUTE 1: THE GRIEF-FOLD PATH Duration: Unmeasurable Difficulty: Moderate (if you’ve lost someone), Impossible (if you haven’t) Begin where the street remembers its old name. Turn left. Walk three blocks. You’ll smell your grandmother’s kitchen…
New Haunted Passages Short Story by David Leo Rice: “The Ward Clerk”

One: Philadelphia, 1965 Only the Ward Clerk, Gladys van Pelt, knew the full nature of the syndrome that tore through and perhaps, in some underlying sense, generated my family, and she shared her findings with no one except those who received me in the end, when it was far too late for that knowledge to…
Fiction for Flavor Town USA: “The Short, Crazy Marriage of Bubba Verboten and Myrtle Bellagamba” by Eli S. Evans

Bubba There was a building in Bubba Verboten’s neighborhood, a windowless brick building with a big electronic sign hanging from the facade that said, in black letters over a pixelated green background: “Desire.” “Maybe I should check it out,” thought Bubba. “In fact, I think I will. After all, what do we want out of…