Category: Fiction

  • New Side A Fiction: “Her Fight” by Andrea Marcusa

    New Side A Fiction: “Her Fight” by Andrea Marcusa

    Her Fight After she got the news, Emily went home, sank into bed, and tried to figure out where all her fight had gone. Some of it went toward her super, Sal, of course, the corrupt, bribe-taking, slime ball. The one with the ski house upstate. Emily remembers confronting him in her flooded apartment, after her…

  • The Future Has Fiction: “The Park Bench That Appeared on the Beach, and All That Followed” by Luke McCarthy

    The Future Has Fiction: “The Park Bench That Appeared on the Beach, and All That Followed” by Luke McCarthy

    A History in Seven Parts “Is this a sign?” someone asked. “Obviously” replied another. I. Gray and stone-like in appearance, the bench sat on the beach directly in front of the shoreline. When it was first discovered, onlookers attempted to move it, but no matter how hard they tried, the bench simply would not budge. It…

  • New Side A Flash Fiction: “I Want to Live in Your Old Lady” by Christina D’Antoni

    New Side A Flash Fiction: “I Want to Live in Your Old Lady” by Christina D’Antoni

    I Want to Live in Your Old Lady I want to live in your old lady, I messaged the woman on Airbnb. I hoped my phrasing might catch her attention amidst the booking requests, evoke a certain voluptuousness for life. A deep, deep need to stay in this very trailer on the beach. From the…

  • Original Side A Short Story: “Fresh Start” by Jane Snyder

    Original Side A Short Story: “Fresh Start” by Jane Snyder

    Fresh Start When the car broke down, Doug said it was the fan belt. It wasn’t a bad place to be, if it had to happen, close to a plasma center and a Union Gospel Mission.   We’ll give plasma now, he said, then we’ll go to the Mission. Dakota asked why, if we’re getting…

  • An Excerpt from Danny Joseph’s Shortish Novel Danny the Ambulance

    An Excerpt from Danny Joseph’s Shortish Novel Danny the Ambulance

    Danny the Ambulance is a novel about a man who walks into a bar and over the course of the night realizes everyone in the bar is named Danny. The Jury Room feels like a long thin unendurable shack and the rain pouring down overtop has the cadence and impact of tiny hammers falling on…

  • The Future Has Fiction: “Inside of a Dog, It’s Too Dark to Read” by David Ebenbach

    The Future Has Fiction: “Inside of a Dog, It’s Too Dark to Read” by David Ebenbach

    1. Vulcan whimpered a little and then she let out a tentative yap. It was starting to get pretty warm in the lander. 2. There had been no good reason to send a dog to Venus, but that’s one of the interesting things about humans: we invented reasons in the first place, but, upon doing…

  • Original Short Fiction from The Future: “Hard Boiled Ovaries” by Marty B. Rivers

    Original Short Fiction from The Future: “Hard Boiled Ovaries” by Marty B. Rivers

    Xiang Lee arrived home from work greeted by his Siamese cat, perched on the kitchen counter. “I’m hungry. Feed me.” Xiang blinked, looked at the cat, “Did you just speak, Toshiko?” “I’m hungry,” repeated Toshiko, pacing. “Feed me. I want sardines.” Toshiko then screamed a baby-cry of dissatisfaction. Wide-eyed and trembling from what Xiang considered…

  • New Side A Fiction: “Bricknose” by K.P. Taylor

    New Side A Fiction: “Bricknose” by K.P. Taylor

    Bricknose It was like when Randy Johnson killed that dove during spring training. It came sailing out of left field just as Randy fired off his fastball, and a moment later, it exploded into a cloud of feathers. Just like in those old cartoons. Well, that’s what it was like this morning, except it was…

  • Side A Original Short Fiction: “Transients” by Maggie Nerz Iribarne

    Side A Original Short Fiction: “Transients” by Maggie Nerz Iribarne

    Transients I tossed garbage bags full of last items into my Honda. Wire hangers, rolls of wrapping paper, a comforter. The orange tabby cat appeared, jumped into the back. “Damn you!” I shouted. The cat arched and skittered to the ground, running behind the (no longer) rented bungalow. I expedited to the driver’s seat, my…