Legs – by Amiel Rossin

It was after the toilet scrubber was delivered that she saw them.  It was dark, save for the security lights, and Paula rarely went out at night to collect her online shopping deliveries.  But she’d been trying to find space for the cat tree, the Christmas ornaments, the sea salt, and the egg beaters.  And…

The Sky is on Fire – by Angela L. Lindseth

The sky is on fire. Bright oranges and deep reds collide with wisps of smoke that mark the location of our last camp. Every day they come for us. Every day we flee toward a prize marked with a flag of safe passage. We’ve been lucky so far. Our group is flagrant with uncategorized gender,…

Fool on the Hill – by Terry Barr

Two weeks after Jimmy Carter was inaugurated as the 39th President of the United States, I moved to Capitol Hill. I was a college kid from a small-town, not quite twenty-one. Two months after I moved, on St. Patrick’s night, I found myself throwing up the various pints of green beer–consumed earlier at The Hawk…

The Walk – by David S. Golding

When I’m tired enough that I think I can lay down to sleep without having any thoughts, a woman enters my mind. She’s been waiting for me, I imagine, waiting her whole life behind her dark hair, although it might just be dark because she’s looking at me from the shadows. But I know it’s…

We All Buy Our Meat Somewhere – by Taylor Lea Hicks

Whit had been standing in the frozen meat aisle for a few minutes before he noticed her, reflected in the glass of the freezer door he was analyzing meats through. She was large, enormous even, her image taking up the entirety of the door’s glass and leaking over into the frames beside it. Her clothes…

Southbound – by Carly Zee

The road didn’t change, strangely enough, the further south that she drove. Same dash lights inside the car, and same songs on the radio, she’d switch stations and cities, but the songs stayed the same. Same gas station selling the same coffee, same bleary-eyed clerks working nightshift ready to take her money for a top…

Long Live the Tsar – by Joshua Scully

The Tsar was alive. His wife and children were alive. The story about their deaths in Yekaterinburg was fabricated by those hoping to liberate – rather than liquidate – the imperial family. Rescued by sympathizers from the basement of the Ipatiev House on a warm July night, the Romanovs were secretly handed over to the…

Staying Alive – by Eva Rivers

Six months. Maybe a year. I thought, make up your mind. When you’re teetering on the edge, the difference between six months and twelve months really matters. Did I have the extra six months or didn’t I? Did Mr FRCP have any idea what that meant? It meant an extra twenty-four weeks. An extra one…

Fine Print – by R. B. Wood

The sun was just setting when a car with heavy tinted windows pulled up to the dilapidated plantation at the end of an overgrown private way. A beefy, dark skinned woman wearing a secondhand flowered dress stepped out of the car into the sweltering August dusk, beads of sweat immediately appearing on her forehead. She…

Daylight – by Alex Smith

The woman was awakened by the sliver of light that peeked through the crack of the window, where the tattered sheet was unable to cover. Drawing her knees closer to her chest, she shivered in the morning chill. She turned over to her side to see if the child was still sleeping. Its eyes were…

He’d Expected to See Some Blood – by Steve Campbell

He pries out one of her eyeballs with the tip of a screwdriver and rolls it between his fingers while her good eye stares out at him. He’d expected to see some blood. Maybe if he pushes the screwdriver through it? He considers it for a second before dropping the orb into his pocket to…