Elvins Artiles
Good Friday and the Weekend
The end of life is a beautiful woman beside you; her yellow self cast forth from the yellow lamp: a buzzing papilio yellow-robed, red...
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Latest Works
Tim McDonald
Mar 155 min read
Middle Class Christmas
The hills of home were hewn with gray—gray, gray, gray—haunting gray. Their house stood silent, still, upon the hill—it never...
Gavin Hansen
Mar 155 min read
The Sky
Rain slickened the cobbled steps up the long road to the professor's home. The home had stood on its mountain perch for over four hundred...
Lauren Elise Fisher
Mar 151 min read
The River Brought the New Year
My toes curl into the sand on a New England shore / thousands of miles (even years) from another world. My ancestors lived by the moon,...
Lee Clark Zumpe
Mar 151 min read
Down Parson’s Branch Road
Enticed by the soft pine-needle floor, I trace the ridgeline upon a whisper of a trail where the ghosts of Indigenous peoples chip arrow...
Rhys Lee Hamilton
Jan 1910 min read
Peanut Butter
Gravel crunched beneath two pairs of dirty sneakers, filling the empty afternoon. A loud ping echoed over the field as a rock ricocheted...
Gershon Ben-Avraham
Jan 197 min read
The Abyss
“And when you look long into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you.” —Friedrich Nietzsche. Beyond Good and Evil, IV, 146 A light touch...
J. David Liss
Jan 193 min read
Red Delicious
He dreamed the red dream of blood falling in rivers from a cliff. He stood beneath, drinking it, knowing he would never be hungry again....
Ash Muzzillo
Jan 192 min read
Esteemed Guest
I’ve had dreams of demons Visiting me under the velvet blanket of night— When most would wake With shivers of fear, These are the least...
Faith Allington
Jan 192 min read
Nightfall
Abandoned for years, the red farmhouse became a landmark in my childhood, glimpsed from the school bus. It sits well back from the road...
Donna Kathryn Kelly
Jan 191 min read
Qigong
I will tell them about the delectation, the solar burst of my heart: how twice it softly jolted me out of the sleep-verge like a glowing...
Nick Badot
Jan 198 min read
The Veins of Brutus
I have not felt the comfort of sleep since my third death. It’s been twenty, maybe twenty-five days since I last tasted the stain of the...
Frank Diamond
Jan 1913 min read
Prank
Outside it’s snowing. Again. Hard. Already new-white blankets the off-white of last week’s storm on the campus of our mid-sized college...
R. Gerry Fabian
Jan 191 min read
The Third Jilting
I nearly set the date— I always put great stock in astrology. And with our planets so aligned I moved with a false confidence. My bouts...
Jim Murdoch
Jan 191 min read
Vampires Anonymous
My name does not matter anymore. Who I was and what I am have become one and the same: I am hungry and I have been hungry for so long now...
Abe Margel
Jan 1910 min read
More Than a Shack
It was more than a shack but not quite a house. Uncle Festus had lived there for sixty years and saw no reason to move into something...
Glenn Bresciani
Jan 193 min read
Atlantic Hunting Grounds
Sailing the chill waters of the Atlantic Ocean, the cargo ship MS Harper was the only speck of brightness in the vast moonless night....
Edilson Afonso Ferreira
Nov 18, 20231 min read
Dreaming a Home-Journey From Exile
Sometimes one of us rises to the surface, taking flight from the bottom of Dark Sea, where, exiled, we have stayed for so long. Defeated...
Warren Benedetto
Nov 18, 20236 min read
Things Are Looking Up
I’ve been in a dark place since the accident. I know I need to let her go, to accept that I’m never going to see her again, but I can’t....
Robert Pope
Nov 18, 202314 min read
Hearing is Believing
Bernard Bartram had achieved some notoriety among the unbelieving community, and, therefore, had become notorious in the community of...
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