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Arrangements

I came home from school to find my mom in her room, surrounded by piles of jewelry. I saw everything from gaudy costume pieces to the diamond sets my dad had gi...

At Wanda’s

  Kayla was having a great game of Wild Thing with her friend Lucy at lunch recess. They took turns chasing each other, one of them being a loathsome, f...

Cracked Red Landscape

  The sharp blade makes an effortless cut, and the first thing I think is “like plastic,” a stupid, stupid thought, but then I wonder why my mind would ...

Whatever’s Next

We were driving. It felt like we were always driving. Dee was sucking down cigarettes in the backseat of Dad's old Volkswagen. She cranked the window down and p...

Free Your Mind

  “And the rest will follow,” sung Arthur, under his breath, strapped to the chair inside FYM Industries. The office was located in a confusing warren o...

Smile

Sophie-Anne Bélisle does not draw if her pencil does not have a hard-on. What tickles her imagination is the moments of ambiguity found in raw ordina...

The Origin of the World

On a cold starless night, dyed red by the glow of the hunter’s moon, the winds whisper through the prairie grass, heralding the coming winter. While the adults ...

Sick to Death of Stories

By P.D. Walter The black leather biker jacket had been a gift from his ex-wife, Josephine. She gave it to Jake right before she left him. At 16, their daugh...