“Ever since the phone calls had begun, my nights had become dreamless.” Psychologically undoing new short fiction from Tim Jones-Yelvington. Art by Danny Jock.
“It was near dawn now, and with the faint light came a degree of low visibility in which colors could not quite be seen, but shapes were clear enough.” An excerpt from Brandon Caro’s debut novel, Old Silk Road, coming out Oct. 13 from Post Hill Press.
“The chef possessed a third eye.” Gastronomically unnerving new short fiction from Vanessa Norton.
“This is more than lacking a plan and different than choosing arbitrarily what to write down. I am saying this is consciously not knowing, and embracing any decision as a viable path.” New short fiction from Alex Higley.
“‘Shit’s fucked,’ she said.” New fiction from Joseph Pfister.
“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.