Harford Hopson
I stared at the loose hair on the dash in front of me. It writhed, it shriveled. Cringed in the wind. But even with the windows open it buoyed to the dash. It was strong.
Harford Hopson
I stared at the loose hair on the dash in front of me. It writhed, it shriveled. Cringed in the wind. But even with the windows open it buoyed to the dash. It was strong.
Luciana Erregue-Sacchi
She, an Argentinian art historian, meets a Peruvian anthropologist at a Canadian cocktail party. Looking over the Edmonton skyline from the third-floor
J S Khan
“Wake up, wake up, the world’s on fire!”: these are the first words I recall my mother saying, and the first words I recall being spoken by anyone—but especially and specifically to me.
Stefan Kiesbye
When he returned from his run, the garage door clicker was gone. Troy was panting next to him, his tongue fat and purple. Richard fished through his pockets, three
L.I. Sargis
Numerous studies have been conducted on the erotic/authoritarian appeal of Donald Trump. An extensive corpus of tweets,
Daniel Uncapher
Shellhead went back to the counter. They’d put pickles on his burger again and he’d really specifically told
Anu Kandikuppa
Srini had not wanted to hit the grocery store owner—he had done it only to make his wife Priya happy. She’d always been difficult to live with and was becoming more difficult every day,
Fradl Shtok
Translated by Jordan Finkin and Allison Schachter
People are strolling in and out of the park, each and every one of them taking even strides, while May limps just a little.
Miguel Gardel
When I saw her for the first time, she was like the sun, all lit up and radiating beauty. But it was evening, so it was more like the moon, a glow, not sunshine, softly inviting me to come closer. And the smile.
Jesse Falzoi
A guy I met on a train to Madrid five years ago needed a place to stay for the night. He showed up at ten o’clock in the evening, as I was trying to watch a show a friend of mine had recommended to me. I was too tired, I’d been drifting