Submitted Short Stories
By David C. Pillips You peel that whip? Meaning did ‘you steal that car?!’ He weaved through traffic like a damn ninja. Speedy gonzo-no-balls. I wrestled up next to him at the last light possible and SCREAMED ‘you steal that car?!’ He looked over into my eyes, with a teardrop […]
By: Kidman J. Williams People look at death in so many different ways. Certain people don’t look at it at all, but those are the ones who are truly afraid of it. Death is not misogynistic, it is not racist, it sees no gender; death knows nothing about class, […]
The Cult of Nemesis: Part 2: Tale of the Reaper… (read Part One here) By Donnie Casto II The troubadour found himself troubled at the writing of the Nemeian acolyte. “How could such a cult gain such a following over the minds of mankind?” he wondered to himself. Turning around, […]
The troubadour found himself in the midst of tombs and holy places where the soulless and dead were to rest. Deep in empty thought, where the souls of dead spoke in the flutter of the wind, a being clothed in scarlet robes with flaked dry and scaled skin dropped to […]
art by Dan Reece By J.C. Remington Two bowls deep. One dose of psilocybin. Cigarettes: check. Back pack with a six pack of Long Trail IPA’s: check. Ready to hit the trail. It had been awhile since I last walked in the woods with “mushy legs”, as my friends and I like to […]
art by Kelly Archibald By Mark Linnhoefer The damned brakes were not working anymore, and had not been working for quite a while. Still, we were three people huddled together on a small electric scooter doing about 28 miles per hour on a freeway in the middle of the night, all heavily tripping […]
I received an email from Ralph accompanied by this photo. We’ve been back and forth at each other since he sent me a bunch of gibberish making fun of my grandfather’s school bus. – Clayton Luce, editor-in-chief Dear Clayton, I wrote this shortly after returning to the UK after meeting and […]
EDITORS NOTE: I asked Ralph for Gardening Tips and he sent me this terrible screed and the following message: “I did this weird story about a Toadstool Island that appeared one day on a moss covered root on an old dead tree!? See if you can open it and make […]
By David Phillips ‘That’s enough of that’, I thought again but this time it was certain. In such blind rage I can’t even remember her exact words, but I knew in that instant that there was no future for us. I’m pretty sure any person who has been through a […]
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