by Todd Easton Mills Recidivists! And I’m one of them— Killer-diller in my two-tone stompers. Hi-de-ho! We’re cooking with gas. It was a smoggy morning in August, already 120 degrees. In the quad below office workers were taking their 8:45 break. Hanley adjusted the binocular feature on his eyeglasses, which…
by M. H. Burkett Arthur Roget Theodin the elder stared levelly at Arthur Robespierre Theodin the younger. Rog showed his age, hair thinned and gray, combed severely back in a widow’s peak, the lines in his face sagging with years. The smile sat flat, stretched between wrinkles. The eyes were…
by Courtney Edwards I am still idling in an azure sea and waiting for wind which moves me to adventure, the kind that Hydra deserves. I resent shadows of soaring seagulls encroaching on my cabin windows, mocking my failing wings. I mourn the mast, my eager sentinel who waves a…
by Megan Parker I brought Medusa to the Opera so we could fool around. I seduced her with promises of macabre song, a scale hissing from the staged chorus in masks that look of flayed clowns flogged by C minor. Is it creepy that I brought Medusa to the Opera…
by Liam Conor The ice slowly melted into the clear brown liquid. The chill rolled down the glass as he slowly turned it round and round in his hand, leaving a slight trail on the old dining table. The small square table rested in the dim light overhead. The forty…
by Stephanie Larochelle “No one who follows the rules has ever been found.” That was one of the first things drilled into their heads when they entered WITSEC. The next was “trust your instincts.” One bad feeling from a stranger making eye contact could mean more than an overactive imagination….
by Kayla Miller “Don’t remember me,” I said to each of them, “I surely won’t remember you.” But I lied. My life as a tumbleweed left no space, even in a deserted place, for people like them. They flowed together like waterfalls but their vessels never strayed from a permanent…
by Christine Holmstrom The smoke from the sergeant’s 25-cent cigar floated across the prison’s control room, a putrid cloud snaking around my head. It smelled worse than my cat’s dirty litter box. Swatting at the column of toxic air, I coughed into a strip of stiff gray state toilet paper…
by Courtney Edwards There’s a lot to be depressed about when you’re a lonely fruit fly and you can’t take the heat, walking slower toward the scientist’s open flame because you see the inevitable burn on your tiny body and still you must move forward Through magnified eyes they…
by Megan Parker In the dark, we are fathomless. Entire galaxies form beneath our tongues, and we explore our cosmic spaces as if for the first time. My curves form constellations for your elegant hemispheres, and in the big dip of our bed, we blend seamless. Your heat strikes the…