Loosestrife ||| The Missouri Review

From work I usually go straight home to feed the cubs, who’ve come to depend on me for dinner, which isn’t necessarily healthy but has its gratifying aspects–for all of us, I think. But this had been one of those … Continued

We Have the Answer to the Apocalypse

The world was going to end at 11:36 that night. It would be very anticlimactic; the universe, due to some comical flaw in its construction, was simply going to collapse on itself at the speed of light. An international team … Continued

O Liberated Eyes ||| AGNI

In the airport babies were crying. Babies all through the building were howling themselves into stupors. One baby must have started it and the others were moved to join in. I pulled my suitcase past the gates, where people sat … Continued

The True Definition of Fat

ze-nith n. 1. For twenty years Alyson attempted every diet fad imaginable with no success. Grapefruit, South Beach, Suzanne Somers, Hilton Head; the list of Alyson’s failed diets read like the glossary to a B-movie star’s unauthorized biography. If only … Continued

Stunt ||| from Spork Press

Bored to dust, Bryan clicked off the buzzing TV and picked up the newspaper. The weather report on the bottom of the front page featured a smiling cartoon sun and HIGH 108, LOW 90. The evaporative cooler hummed and clanked … Continued

A Week of Abalone

Carlos (Not-a-Mexican) Townsend III was one of the Topanga boys, which meant he’d grown up wild in the hills. My family were Dust Bowl escapees living out in the Valley, but Carlos and I were sent to the same high … Continued

The Ulysses Butterfly ||| from alice blue

The ULYSSES BUTTERFLY eats kerosene, little puffballs, and is a danger to draw in with the finger. They breathe fire. They are fantastic. They are firecrackers of the fluttering type. Spontaneous combustion is caused by the consumption of a Ulysses … Continued

It Takes All Kinds

Bill Ackerman was up in his bedroom changing into his sweats for his daily morning jog around the neighborhood when the phone rang. Calls in the morning at this time were almost always for his wife, usually one of her girlfriends wanting … Continued

Tea ||| from Blunderbuss Magazine

“Feeling sorry’s an ugly color no matter who’s wearing it.”   They killed this dude Litivenko with a cup of tea. Sure he was a spy, but you can kind of wrap your mind around it. Some comrade claims to … Continued

Old Glass – New Glass

My cousin Josie got married next door, in the backyard, under a canopy of lilacs, white irises and daisies. I was thirteen, too old to be a flower girl and too young to be a bridesmaid, so I sat in … Continued

Bawdyhouse for Beggars

1952 Translated from French by Edward Gauvin BEFORE THE WAR there was, I think, in the Saint-Paul neighborhood on rue de Fourcy, a most astonishing public space, a whorehouse for hobos. This bedlam, now vanished from the earth if not … Continued

Comfort ||| from ASCENT

The girl flew over the handlebars while the boy who loved her stood still. It was the girl’s birthday and now she was going to die. The neighbor man who had seen the accident through his kitchen window and called … Continued