fiction

To Comment on Consumers

by Dennis Stanko

I told Braden that he and I were over, but he kept coming around. I told him that it was for his own good, but I guess some things are just meant to be. There’s something wrong with me, but he doesn’t know it yet. This contemplation of our relationship was interrupted by the… 

Bloodlust

by Alejandro Sellhorn-Schaeffer

He grabbed Ryn. 

“Get the fuck off of me,” Ryn snarled. With the anger he built up from staining his blade red, Ryn shook the hand off and proceeded to blindly swing at it. War was never really…

Go Far, Hubblepup!

by Elliott Rose

On April 24th, 1990, the Hubblepup appeared high in the sky above the Kennedy Space Center. For the first 20 hours, it didn’t face the Earth—just wagging that great big tail back and forth, back and forth. Its sleek, black fur cut through the blue sky, revealing the stars veiled…

Bears

by Sierra Auman

My parents died on a Sunday, and their combined funeral was held on the following  Friday. Despite my grief, I was in charge of making the arrangements. From what I remember during the ceremony, there was a pair of black bears standing at the edge of the forest line. They…

I Woke Up and Someone’s Been Wearing My Slippers

by Dennis Stanko

The midday sun interrupts my alarm-free sleep schedule. With the dark orange color it emits as it glares through my eyelids, it offers an indecisive wake-up call. Does it shine because it wants to wake me up? Or simply to remind me that it’s there? I stir in bed and stare at the…

Flesh, Identity, and Selflessness

by Yue Shui

As the sword fell, Yin Jiao, the failed revenge prince who had fought for his mother’s death only to be convicted, felt his neck go cold. As if he still maintained part of his vision,  he saw his own figure lying on the ground, his bloody, soft body in an extremely distorted and strange…

Dromonium

by Sierra Auman

I’m going to tell you a tale. Please save your comments for the end; this story might make or break you.

For starters, my name is being concealed to protect my identity. Should anyone from The

Estrella

by Daniela White

A sudden white flash blinded Poppy for a moment as she felt latex covered fingers peel her eyelid back.

“Okay, she’s conscious now,” a voice said, cleaving through the ringing inside Poppy’s