Short Story
by Áron Bartal
He was gonna be the rest of my life. I was his and he was mine. We cut through the forest, like blades. Our edges defined us. I was sixteen and he was ...read the full piece >>Flash Fiction
by Niels Bekkema
He would have liked to try sentences — to feel their weight. Better still, he would have liked to stand up, to extend his back and press the crown of ...read the full piece >>Flash Fiction
by Chelsea Allen
This is again my summer of space. Space sleeping between me and the wall, twisting and turning and wailing right until the dawn lilac. Space taking ...read the full piece >>Short Story
by Galina Itskovich
America doesn’t exist. I’ve been there. — Alain Resnais, Mon oncle d’Amerique On a Friday afternoon, a phone rings. It’s too soon to call her my new ...read the full piece >>Short Story
by Johan Smits
They said it’d be risky, that I was being taken for a ride, that it wouldn’t be worth it and God knows what else, but I’m glad that in the end I took ...read the full piece >>Flash Fiction
by Smita Das Jain
07:05 AM She boards in silence, fingers tapping her phone like it’s a lifeline. Her eyes are ringed in sleepless smudges, mascara barely clinging. ...read the full piece >>Short Story
by Anna Pedko
Her grandmother was the last person Svitlana went to say goodbye to before leaving. Not because she didn’t have any warm feelings toward Granny but ...read the full piece >>Short Story
by Christian Nikolaus Opitz
Notes to the reader : One, the present text is a collage, borrowing from the writings of Elisabeth Bürstenbinder (pseud. E. Werner), Claire von ...read the full piece >>Short Story
by Tilbe Akan
Another winter night. Again. There is no summer anymore, only winter and darkness. It’s almost always dark now. Every day, it seems the sun tries to ...read the full piece >>Supported by:
