Cancy, Atoka County, southeastern Oklahoma: home of the Boggy Bottom Monster. A reddish-brown ‘squatch with long arms and legs –… Read more The Boggy Bottom Monster by Richard Stevenson

Jackson never liked hunting much in the dead of winter, but still he sat up in the tree wearing his… Read more Dead of Winter by Molly Houser

Bone stars structure a universe  Like a billion spines  But they facture   The universe is trying to crush me  Maybe… Read more The Hidden Skeleton by Angelo Letizia

Asiel tightened her arm around the large shell wrapped in the ragged silk. Widely, she spread the fingers of her… Read more Boundlessly Bright by Juliet Lockwood

Death stood at the threshold. His navy blue umbrella trembled in the wind as the rain lashed the nylon canopy.… Read more Umbrella Lost and Found by Icy Wildes

I am in my apartment on Eridarius when I hear the news – war has broken out back home. The… Read more ON A PLANET FAR FAR AWAY by John Grey

I Never Learned to Shuffle Cards cling together,but break in collidingwaterfalls of cardboardnot ending in orderbut creating chaos of redand… Read more I Never Learned to Shuffle by Jordan Mattox

I.  The Skareen came for the women of the Duilane the night they met in council, butchering them in their… Read more The Riches of Olim Gor by Greg Sendi

The girl glanced over her shoulder, her red sweatshirt clinging to her sweat-slicked back. Clutching her backpack closer to her,… Read more Teeth and Bones and Little Red Coats by Emma Deimling

New Sun The light switch in the basement Turns off the sun It’s now like a bowling ball A sickly… Read more Selections from “Another Talley Mark” by Angelo Letizia

All the house is creaking calm, lightless except dim squares of nightglow seeping in at the windows. Just the two… Read more The Boy-Thing at Sea by Jason Baltazar

It had rained great gray sheets of rain since they’d arrived in Prague the day before, but now the sun… Read more Marionettes by Sara Connell

There was a frog sitting near a river, looking for bugs and worms to eat. A scorpion walked up to… Read more An Aesop’s Update: The Scorpion and the Frog by Zeke Jarvis

The sun crests the treetops on election day in Rogers Park. Duna stood faithfully inches from the door, waiting for… Read more Hologram the Vote by Patty Nicole Johnson

The sword is heavy now. He forgets why he is there, in the cave, in the first place. He wants… Read more A little FLASH Fiction from Coleman Bomar