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Fairy Boy Flight
Rocky HalpernFirst Place Winner of the Voyage Lucky No. 7 Challenge Now baby, promise you won’t fly too high? A man on the street gets too close when he speaks to me. His breath is a lit cigarette and the words it propels are a leering threat. I realize I’m not afraid in the same way […]
Why You Should Consider Me for Your Master of Dark Arts Program
Jonathan HellandDear Admissions Committee, I know I’m not your typical MDA candidate. You’ll see from my transcript that my undergraduate degree is in the mad sciences, and I only have the minimum required number of art and humanity credits. In my defense, I should say that the mad sciences were never a passion or even really […]
Lodged in the Body
Adam McCullochCHAPTER 1 I owed him my life, and then one day, he came to claim it. The card arrived first, announcing his intention to visit. In appearance, it was no different from the last birthday card, or the one before that, or any other card he had sent: the same stiff over-square envelope licked carefully […]
It’s the Missing Link, Charlie Brown
Olivia PayneI found a rock that was good to hold. A trip to Beachy Head, one of my days with Charlie. He liked the rock too, kept bringing it back, preferring it to his tennis ball, picking it out of the other uncountable, small, smooth stones. He kept it in his mouth after I told him […]
Prologue – or, the Carny Incarcerated.
Chloe La Vada1964 The sideshow is a part of me. Crimson and cream strips wind about the helices of my genes. If I listen closely, I can still hear the calliope, its fluting notes echoing in the water traveling through the pipes in the walls. Sometimes, the shouting of the warden takes on the authoritative bark of […]
The Violin: Chapter 1
Patrick Shanley1 “It sounds like cats dying.” She said it in the glum tone of a child only just now being introduced to the disappointments life had in store. Mark Provaunce felt a twinge in his chest at the sound of it, thinking for the third time that morning of how his little girl was not […]
This is Your Origin Story
Plangdi NepleYour hands shake as you take two steps forward. Your feet are soundless on the concrete floor, and your long jalabiya makes soft swooshing sounds. But how can this be? You think as you look at the body lying peacefully on the bed. You know the woman. Early sunlight plays on her black braids, making […]