“O Cypher of our Void, let thy Syllabus be heard. Let thy black script be drawn through our black bodies and through our black holes to breathe anew in the world.” Shapeshifting new work by Antarah Crawley.
“The next seven days we eat and eat rabbit for breakfast and for snacks and for dessert, until we turn plump and dark in the eyes.” Three short fictions by Nicolette Polek.
“An axe does not have its own ethics.” New short fiction from Fortunato Salazar.
“I have a phantom tube down my throat: forever gagging.” Debut short fiction by Katy Mongeau.
“In Fromins I nurse a hangover with pancake-style matzo brie and rye toast, and marvel at the deli’s permanence.” New flash fiction from Philip Dinolfo.
“Ellen looked to the cloudbright sky and visualized contrails spelling out #NOFILTER, then #NATURALEZAMUERTA.” New short fiction from Derick Dupre.
“As a child I believed my parents never thought they would die because they never talked about dying.” Moving new short fiction from Shane Jones.
“I continue my stride and when my feet enter its wet the vodka tastes glorious and my gown heavies at the bottom and your erection grows twice its size and you marvel that you can now grab it with two hands.” New fiction from xTx. Art by Danny Jock.
“Fuck math, is the point.” Three new short fictions from Sam Virzi.
“It was the world that was washing over her. When she thought she just thought she was fucked.” An excerpt from Mark Gluth’s novel No Other, out now from Sator Press.