
Carmen and I by Melissa Boberg
Carmen and I used to do this thing where we’d wish for body dysmorphia. We thought we looked like monsters. We wished for it all […]
Carmen and I used to do this thing where we’d wish for body dysmorphia. We thought we looked like monsters. We wished for it all […]
Zoe’s been running this place for years now, and she knows for a fact: there’s nothing sexier than a haunted house. It speaks to your […]
Delray disembowels the velveteen pillow with sewing shears. Faint screams drift up from the stuffing, rolling like tumbleweeds across the hardwood floor. He dumps the […]
i. There is no you without me. I’m hiding in the garden but in the middle is his terrifying arm, reaching, and I am deciding […]
THE UNWRITTEN RULE OF THE RED HAT CIVILIZATION Yellow clothes. LITTLE INFERNO Like magic, the magician pulled a fire out of his hat. ‘I’m your […]
After Russell Edson The ophthalmologist holds my eyeball in his hands, gloved and cradled inwhite latex. My eyeball twitches under the dim lights. It asks […]
Year after year, the kids come to me just as dense as the ones before. They shuffle into their seats, avoiding the desk obscured by […]
There is a woman made of yarn and all day she sits and knits. She has already knitted herself and her home and her daughter […]
People will think this a suicide. I know it for what it really is: an assimilation of the infinite. You’re the only reason I signed […]
I walk home alone at night, and I am told that this is a poor decision. I admit that this is true. It is indeed […]
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