Genre: Fiction

Keertana Sreekumar

She was born to a lineage of farmworkers—people whose heads knew the burning sun like one knows the weight of their own stomach.

Ziaul Moid Khan

"In a week, the whole village became acquainted with Ummed Ali. Kauser never felt him a burden. When the neighbors enquired of him, she simply said, 'It is perhaps God’s will that he should get his food and shelter here at our place.'"

Kate Irwin

"It was his moment to move. Carr accelerated, Harley engine revving loud over the sound  of the howling wind, hitting eighty K around the SunRype truck as a rusty Honda Civic appeared  through the blur toward him."

Nikita Andester

"Do you know what I mean when I say there’s a feeling someone gets in their eyes? You can look at the woman you love and see when she’s drawn the blinds, decided to pretend nobody’s home? And suddenly you’re sure that no matter what you say, she’ll never hear it because she turned the TV on full blast even though you were mid-sentence?"

Nick Gregorio

"A follow-up to Hellfire Girl’s last text never came. It was a relatively quiet night crime-wise. And there was only so much static and police code one person could listen to in a single evening. So Doom Boy fired up the Doom Mobile and began heading toward home."

Ava Hedouf

Step 1: Gather your ingredients This is the way my story starts. Not at 1pm on a Saturday afternoon, fetal,…

Francesca Della Bona

"Her son-shaped thing never answers. It looks back at her with pits instead of eyes, black and bottomless. She digs deeper and deeper into them - clawing, searching - and she knows that one day she won’t be able to re-emerge."

David Osgood

"I stretch my leg out over the console to toy with the idea of kicking the steering column into drive and barreling down the canyon to see if we can find a better backyard."

Nick Tantillo

"You need to keep your eyes peeled,” he chuckled. The clean white flesh was gradually revealed, and the dirty bits rinsed away.

Amie Heasley

"Jake realized their family had never once sprawled out on a bed of grass, their eyes staring up into the black quilt pinpricked with diamonds. He had failed at so much, including pointing out his son’s namesake."