“Lux”: A Bad Survivalist Flash Fiction by April Bradley

CLAREY SITS ON THE TOILET in the shine of the morning and studies the crotch of her panties. The … More

Three Haunted Passages Poems by Sheila Dong

fruit i adopt a cat from the shelter, then forget it in a box. the way it stares when … More

I LIFTED THE VEIL AND saw ten-thousand writhing maggots. I had found an old, white sheep lying on her … More

The WXXT Program Guide is a monthly chapbook subscription service that chronicles the strange goings on in and around small-town … More

MY DOUBLE IS BORED; I tell him it’s not my fault—he still looks at me judgmentally. So we have … More

The legend is that a bus from the insane asylum crashed near the bridge and patients escaped. One patient … More

In which the monster emerged sludgehearted and fond of hares. And triplets were born of a wish that blew … More

MY MOTHER CARRIED BRIGHT COLORED candies with her everywhere. Usually Skittles or M&M’s. It didn’t strike me as odd … More

Chill November On a chill November afternoon memory of color clings to sky like pitch dark twigs alive reaching … More

“THIS IS YOU,” SHE SAYS, with a riiip to the Styrofoam cup. “When you start out, you are pure … More

I how the quiver of the camera makes it all seem so mine—my body flying over the bonnie green … More

AT NIGHT IT FILLS MY mouth, this unnamable, unmournable ghost. I don’t know who it is, but on calm … More