Fiction | JOYLAND

Lauren Bride -

You were an early bloomer. Let’s go with that one. Yes, you had breasts when you were still undressing a Barbie doll to examine...

Joseph Clayton Mills -

I had a friend who, over the long course of many years, gradually began to take on, as if by a process of osmosis,...

Cedrick Mendoza-Tolentino -

There was once a dictator who cringed every time he saw someone of his profession fire a gun up into the air. It would...

Joseph G. Peterson -

My father was fond of telling me I didn't have what it takes to get by in this world. Who knows, perhaps he’s right....

Rebecca Rosenblum -

Once there was a man who was only black-and-white. His skin was the white of skim milk, with grey shadows where his veins beat....

Jonathan Messinger -

In the afternoon, when the nurse pulls tight the sheer curtains, Benton puts me in his dreams. It’s me and his son Ronny outdoors,...

Joe Meno -

Frances the ghost is going to school: She is dressed in a white sheet with two holes for her eyes and that makes the...

Lynn Crosbie -

Seeking good times! You: Sexy lady. Age/race not important. RBT This was what Robert’s ad on Craig’s List said, not that I ever look at...

Tim Conley -

During their last meal Louis had said that he would call her at the end of the week. Exact words: at the end of...

julie Wilson -

Gregg clawed his way to the top of the sand hill, his flip-flops wedged into one back pocket, the Kodak Styelite into the other....