short story

A dog with its eyes crossed out on top of a larger creature's tongue

Fiction / July/August 2014

Brute

July 15, 2014April 14, 2020 - by Jessica Grant

One exercise I do is, I look out the window at the pigeons in the wishbone trees, and I imagine not eating them. Imagine one fell out of a tree …

Fiction / June 2014

Who Will Water the Wallflowers?

June 9, 2014April 14, 2020 - by Eliza Robertson

The day before the flood, the girl slices lemons into a wide-mouthed Mason jar. She has been reading about storage devices in the sunroom. Jars will replace Tupperware, she reads, …

Fiction / May 2014

Juno Pluvia

May 5, 2014April 14, 2020 - by Terry Griggs

My cousin? Nile? Never mind, file him under “women’s troubles” and forget about him. We have other coronary matters to consider. For instance, the unnamed man who washed up on …

April 2014 / Fiction

The Navigator

April 7, 2014April 14, 2020 - by Stephen Finucan

He caught pneumonia and nearly died. It was 1972. The Summit Series year. But he wasn’t a hockey fan, hadn’t watched a single game, not even when the television was …

A collage of a baby closing his eyes with his hands in front of houses and art

Fiction / March 2014

We Be Naked

February 24, 2014April 14, 2020 - by Zsuzsi Gartner

Our demands be modest. We not be asking for the moons of Jupiter. Clean air to breathe, clean water to drink

Fiction / January/February 2014

Greener Grass

January 14, 2014April 14, 2020 - by Nadia Bozak

The one-floor rental where Shell was born is too close to the tracks—Shell’s the only kid around not allowed to lay pennies for the double-engined CNs to turn into wafers—and …

Fiction / March 2013

How Long and What a Marvel

February 18, 2013May 22, 2020 - by Zoey Leigh Peterson

My grandfather died while causing a seven-hour delay of game, which, according to the other grandpas, is how they all want to go now. It was the first game of …

February 2006 / Fiction

Barnyard Desires

February 12, 2006May 26, 2020 - by Adam Gilders

Leona was awoken by a scratching noise from her ceiling. Furtive rasping claws. Scratch, scratch scratch. She sat up in bed and fixed her eyes on the ceiling, straining to …