By Natalie Edmond
The dime, cold and metallic, melts onto her tastebuds. As she swallows the flat cent down her throat, her thoughts dim and her breaths slow

By Natalie Edmond
The dime, cold and metallic, melts onto her tastebuds. As she swallows the flat cent down her throat, her thoughts dim and her breaths slow

By Asia Marie Charles
When darkness creeps across the islands, you do not notice from the corner of your eye the way birds contort into something larger or the crickets quickly running sweat from something in the forest that wasn’t there a few hours before.

By Annalee Hardison
No amount of my grandmother’s exceptionally yummy mac and cheese will be enough to cancel out the impending terror that awaits me at the kid’s table.

By Roseirene Kalogianopulos
You know, I really thought I did a good job on that story, but I’m thinking back on my meeting with Rockplace.

by Ryan Tenesaca
It was said when one receives an egg, it would attach itself to its owner: not in the way a pet attaches itself to its master, rather how a leech attaches itself to a body.

by Michael Florent
Chauncy was obsessed with Delilah’s full-of-life personality. She reminded him of a time when everything was still new and fun, before he had decided to forsake romance for his responsibilities.

By Andrea Aguilar
The cloud covered the sun once more, the rage inside me staying with the clouds, where only I exist.

By YUI
I had wandered down the alley before, but tonight felt different. I could feel it; something hanging in the air, something not quite right