Est. 2008

Est. 2008

Short Story

From Klara

I’ll come back if you need me. I’ll know if you are feeling lost. And now it is night and you have left my...

My Revolutionary

I was once in love with a revolutionary who, for the life of him, could not tell a joke. He would omit important details...

The Telling

George bought me a drink that afternoon — I think I told you that. I definitely told other people; I mentioned that detail whenever...

The Pump Twin

Voices above the surface. Eight hours to remove the parasite’s internal organs . . . amputate . . . Who’s speaking? Talking about? Nervous system disorganized ....

Lungs

Five miles away, we dream about going out to the swamps beyond the city, taking out our lungs and inflating them so they’ll lift...

The Law of Strings

Lange sits and watches Eva while she sleeps. On the floor, in the space between, is a book by Jerzy Kowlaski-Glikman, Towards Quantum...

Some People Swallow the Universe Like a Pill

This story was made with 100% recycled materials collected over a two-year period, from the words and phrases known as “word salad decoys” that...

They Call Me Judas

A man in white walked out of the sun. Bad quality print. Heavy grain and scratches peppered the image. A folk song was playing....

Jonathan Ghost

The man who isn’t really a man wakes up in the hospital bed. The light is so bright that at first he cannot see. The...

The Maid

Clarisse, cleaning a room. Me, falling on the ice, taking some kind of mild drug, being separated by an invisible rope. I feel like...