Fiction – Page 5 – Broken Pencil

Sarah Feldbloom

I WAS ON a bus, heading to Fort St. John, to visit the only good thing in my life – […]

Bruce Golden

“OPEN the pod bay doors, Hal . . . Do you read me, Hal? . . . Hello, Hal, do […]

Kyle Caldwell

Magpies. That’s what my old man called ‘em. He worked in the coke ovens. Thirty-five years facing those gaping, lock-jawed […]

Jess Taylor

ALL the drains in your apartment were clogged, and your roommate was against buying Drain-o. “I think one of my […]

Dane Baylis

It was after that long, sweaty afternoon down in the Gassett’s basement. That day when Billy finally managed to pick […]

Jason Arias

Lionel wondered when exactly he had started positioning himself closer to people, to strangers, on purpose. On the city bus […]

Charlotte Van Ryn

SHE POPS a Juicy Fruit to combat the taste of smoke and the sting of old booze settling into her […]

Sofia Mostaghimi

SHE POPS A JUICY FRUIT to combat the taste of smoke and the sting of old booze settling into her […]

Suzanne Johnston

PAULINE THOUGHT ABOUT killing her sister every day. A ghastly, violent death is what Enid deserved. Drowning. Dismemberment. Ebola. A […]

Joe Davies

PLODDING through time at eye-level, life is a seemingly endless string of disconnected, unfinished business, our attention pulled first one […]

Menaka Raman-Wilms

THIS WAS BACK when I used to smoke, because everybody used to smoke, everybody used to walk around with their […]

Alexandre Pulido

I FOUND God at a garden party in West Hollywood, in July of 1987. He was snorting coke off a […]