Short Stories

by Micaela Arena Yes, there’s something the dead are keeping back. —Robert Frost, The Witch of Coos   For there be divers sorts of death—some… Read More »Phantom

by Yocheved Friedman I come from the very last pangs of summer and the tap of a restless foot against a school chair. My mother,… Read More »How to Microwave a Snowflake

by Janelle Hyppolite   Before Lolita and Rico started dating, Lolita was living in Haiti and Rico was almost kicked out of school. Lolita was… Read More »Lolita and Rico – Chapter One

by Arianna James His hair gets long. He forgets that hair grows, forgets that he is anything more than a brain, than reaction, than a… Read More »The Dead Forget the Dead

by Laura James One sheep. Two sheep. Three sheep. I try to imagine each leaping over a fence in a rhythmic, repetitive convention. Four sheep.… Read More »Seventeen

by Jessica Kraker I can’t write fast enough sometimes, but I sure do write hard enough. I remember learning cursive and getting scolded because my… Read More »Carpal Tunnel

by Jadyn Marshall Stupid labor laws. How is it more humane to make fourteen-year-olds chase brats uphill than it is to make them mop ketchup… Read More »Dam King

by Robert Mayo   Listen to me.   Write boldly through the margins. Use two lines instead of one. Use no lines at all. Do… Read More »Do Not Touch Me

by Frances Raybaud   The squirrel was running.   Huge stones, grooved by humans, loomed above. Scampering past, she had to find nuts to store,… Read More »Esquireul, Ou L’orgueil D’humain