GASTROPODA

His dream begins in an eagle’s nest upon which he sits alone to be poked by sticks and discarded quills. The sun is a single flame,...

Backwards and forwards, backwards and forwards. Life was all about backwards and forwards. Agnes liked to think of it as backwards and...

When I turned myself inside out, smearing myself with the colour of my sadness, I did not know that it would stick to skin so readily, be...

What I’m doing for money today is affixing my phone to a plastic tripod overlooking a gigantic municipal landfill in Western...

My family has the luck of a penniless black cat at a high-stakes casino. When I was twelve, my mother, my father, and my older brother...

For the better part of my youth, I got the prestigious French culinary school, Le Cordon Bleu, confused with Corbin Bleu, Zac Efron’s...

A shirt came into the shop – tartan, size xxl. “That’s nice,” I remarked, thinking nothing of it. It was hung up on a rail and left for a...

She told her husband her fingers were growing. “Not all at once, mind you. And they’ve always gone back.” He looked at her a moment,...

I stood tottering on my front step, staring into the screen door. June bugs, ladybugs, mosquitos, moths, something that looked like a...

ON A TRAIN RIDE BACK UPSTATE YOU TELL ME THE SCREENPLAY FOR STUART LITTLE WAS ACTUALLY WRITTEN BY M. NIGHT SHALMALYAN WHICH COMPLETELY...

She wrung his heart out with a sharp sturdy twist until she was satisfied no blood remained. Slapping the lifeless organ atop a chipped...

For two nights I watched the swarm at the streetlight. Insects, too small to identify, flittered around the cool-white light, their...

To be completely forgotten there must be earth and fingernails. Knotted alleys must funnel warm winds at dusk, surprising passers-by,...

She comes of age, abloom. Not a fairer girl in the whole country. Her beauty has that exotic flavor which drives people a little crazy....

I’d had a body for as long as I could remember. I never gave it much thought. It wasn’t until I was 19 years old that I realized my body...

There is some question, like, who is this Colleen person? Are you in love with her? What’s the backstory here? I’ve gotten into it...

The 4pm take-off had been delayed because of ice on the wings—freak October storm. Folks grumble. Flight attendants soothe with vodka...

The Classics professor dreams of eating hummingbirds at the bottom of a well, everything feathers and bone, mash and entrails—awful...

We survive by seeking to be second best. Don khakis and long sleeve shirts that make us sweat. Navy blue, of course, not the odd combos...

Day 1: Shock Day 2: Why Day 3: Need Day 4: Plead Day 5: Deny Day 6: Broken Day 7: Cry Day 8: Fault Day 9: Guilt Day 10: Cannot Day 11:...