Tag: Fiction

“Lurking,” a short story by Tam Nguyen

For P.A, C*, J, P, D, and friends The campus’ hallway remained silent since the university’s closure earlier this year. Education was halted after the coup took over. As soon as different parts of the country slowly turned into battlefields, faculties and students got together and constituted a union, partially to create a self-didactic community,…
Six Micros from The Future: Matt Leibel

Out of Office Jeff wrote an out-of-office email: “Off to the future, back Wednesday the 21st.” Of course, in the future, he didn’t have this job—no one had jobs. Everything was automated and people just sat around thinking, dreaming, playing videogames. He liked this, so he never returned, never invented the systems that made this…
“Nude Fridays in Whitelandia,” a Bad Survivalist Short Story by David Winner

The Zoom Wake Pretty soon after Louis’ passing, I had an idea. Zoom wakes were everywhere, but this one would have been different. On our six screens, you would see our bare chests. We range from our twenties to our fifties, but like Brooklyn Peter Pans, we are known as the “boys.” An old-fashioned characterization…
“mundane objects: the therapist’s office,” a poem for Haunted Passages by E.A. Midnight

This room is too big for its own good. Strangely oblong and withering, the way this whole building is. About a year after the flood, the county hospital began the process of relocating its offices from this building to the new campus a couple miles away. The new campus is sprawling, with plenty of room…
Side A Flash Fiction: “Causality” by Anita Goveas

Causality When my placid younger brother scalded himself on his sixth birthday, the first time he ever cried, my mother declared it was inevitable and cultivated a hobby of having accidents. She could no longer touch a newspaper or our dog-eared copy of 1001 Nights without a papercut that rendered her helpless and table legs…
“A Scream in the Ear from a Passing Car”: Dustin Cole on In Singing, He Composed a Song, a new novella by Jeremy Stewart

Jeremy Stewart’s newly released experimental novella is set in late 1990s Prince George, British Columbia, during the chilly month of November. It features the high school student protagonist, John Stevenson. John’s a rocker, dope smoker, cigarette “breather,” poet, and slacker. John’s a walker. He operates as the ponderous fulcrum of In Singing, He Composed a…
“A Veiling and Unveiling and Veiling Again”: An Interview with Elisabeth Sheffield by Marcus Pactor

Elisabeth Sheffield is the sort of writer most writers only hope to become: a ventriloquist offering up voice after voice. Each of her voices expands and complicates her readers’ view of her fictional world. Together her voices suggest the impossibility of ever fully seeing either fictional or real world. But hers are not Beckettian voices…
“I Couldn’t Stop Looking,” a flash fiction by Lisa Korzeniowski for Haunted Passages

I am standing in the backyard in front of the shed. My brother is at the kitchen window, moths circling his screened-in face. “What do you see?” Seth says. “Come see for yourself,” I say. “No way. He told us not to go in there.” “He left the door open,” I say, digging my toes…
Haunted Passages: “Raynaud’s Berries,” a new short story by Tony Burgess

—for Carrie On our way to the emergency room, we realize it is the twelfth day in a row of peppering rain. Solid grey foam fills the ditches lining the field beside our route. Beyond and up the escarpment, who knows? Now on this road though, tires engage with surface in a ceaseless shushing and…