Category: Fiction

  • Fictional Dispatch from l’Hôtel Dauphin by Emily Rems: “Apartment”

    Fictional Dispatch from l’Hôtel Dauphin by Emily Rems: “Apartment”

    At first glance, they looked just like babies. Frozen, lifeless newborns still curled up as if they had never left the warm insides of their mothers. But once I got a little closer, I saw what they really were—suckling pigs. I couldn’t believe my luck. When I’d first told my boyfriend about the job interview…

  • New Fiction from l’Hôtel Dauphin: “The Silovik’s Corpse” by Theo Yurevitch

    New Fiction from l’Hôtel Dauphin: “The Silovik’s Corpse” by Theo Yurevitch

    The stain is in the middle of the bed, but the silovik’s wife never sleeps in the middle of the bed. She sleeps on the left side even when she is alone, which is much of the time. Polina is sure of that. The linens are her responsibility. Now all that is left on the…

  • Flavor Town USA Short Fiction: “Our Only Violence” by Ryan Bender-Murphy

    Flavor Town USA Short Fiction: “Our Only Violence” by Ryan Bender-Murphy

    “No gloves, no utensils,” was how the note ended. I didn’t notice this until I had parked in front of the house. I would usually leave the white to-go bag at the door, but for this order, it was requested that I enter the home. What came next was open to my interpretation, but the…

  • Haunted Passages Short Fiction: “The Patron Saint of All Domestic Mishaps” by Sarp Sozdinler

    Haunted Passages Short Fiction: “The Patron Saint of All Domestic Mishaps” by Sarp Sozdinler

    First, the dryer broke. Then the walkie-talkie in Brian’s room. Then my mother-in-law’s little marble angels lined along the topmost shelf of our china cabinet. No doubt we were being tested in some divine way, likely by the god of domestic mishaps, with all his elaborate wirework and minor humiliations. Whatever the case, it was…

  • Fiction from the Future: “New York, New York: A Wikipedia Page” by Subrina Moorley

    Fiction from the Future: “New York, New York: A Wikipedia Page” by Subrina Moorley

    New York, New York From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia This is the latest accepted revision, reviewed on October 22, 2046. “New York” and “New York City” redirects here. For other uses, see Old New York. New York, New York is the largest amusement park of its kind in the world. The park is located on…

  • Haunted Passages Flash Fiction: “Message from a Forlorn Mad Scientist” by Rachel Sterling

    Haunted Passages Flash Fiction: “Message from a Forlorn Mad Scientist” by Rachel Sterling

    There was no way of telling where the messages were coming from exactly. Many attempts were made with sonar locating technological methods to zero in on their mysterious origin but to no avail. Dr. Alison McGillicuddy from the Linguistics Department had been classifying and analyzing the highly unusual sentence structures in these messages which repeatedly…

  • New Side A Short Story: “Nobody Cares” by Jacob Austin

    New Side A Short Story: “Nobody Cares” by Jacob Austin

    Finding himself with a rare Tuesday off, Laramie decides to catch a movie. He had been told the local theater offered five-dollar matinees on Tuesdays, and while there is not anything playing he particularly wants to see, he had been at Target the other night and smelled the popcorn from the snack stand and has…

  • Haunted Passages: “Audrey Hepburn,” an Autofictional Dreamoir by Meghan Lamb

    Haunted Passages: “Audrey Hepburn,” an Autofictional Dreamoir by Meghan Lamb

    (A dreamoir inspired by Wendy C. Ortiz) I wake with a sharp pain behind my eyes, the kind that makes it difficult to open them. I rise in a fog of headache and blurred vision, taking careful, tender steps around the apartment. The apartment is a strange amalgam of familiar spaces, other spaces I’ve lived…

  • Side A Short Story: “My Oncologist” by Trevor J. Houser

    Side A Short Story: “My Oncologist” by Trevor J. Houser

    My Oncologist After being told I had a year to live, I decided one evening to visit my oncologist’s private residence in Pacific Heights. It is a very nice neighborhood. Homes like state capitol buildings clad in armor of Italian cypress. When I arrived at my oncologist’s address, a stream of people in costume was…