Putrid and the Seeing Door

By Trevor Mastergeorge There is pepper in Putrid’s eggs. Clearly, there had been some sort of miscommunication with nanny Horace, she thought. “I don’t like pepper in my eggs,” she said, staring monotonously at her plate. The breakfast sat there, cold and motionless,...

Night Falls

By Kiran Pandey In the silence, Steve watched the ocean. All around him the salt breeze beat coolly, draped his cheeks like curtains, and prickled his skin with a sensation almost like touch. His eyes were fixed into the middle point of the darkness, upon the thick...

Mama, I Did Something Bad

By Kayla Monteiro You wake up sputtering, choking on the last remnants of a nightmare. The voices fade to a faint buzzing in your ears. The phantoms burn away by the light of day, but the terror lingers—hot and wet and metallic. You make yourself gulp down the air...

The Elevator Song

By Maysen Paul The elevator dings as it stops at the 10th floor. Doors gaping wide, many different busybodies file out. Most already know their destination in this workplace, like pre-programed robots. After three years in this illustration company, it becomes hard to...
Fiction Week: New Submissions Posted!

Fiction Week: New Submissions Posted!

It’s fiction week at Klio! This week, we are posting two new fiction submissions as a preview to Klio 2021, which will be fully released at the end of April. Want to read these amazing new stories? Read below! “The Mad Scientist” by Patrick Walsh “Under the Hill” by...

The Mad Scientist

By Patrick Walsh I’ve always been curious, and it’s always gotten me into trouble. When I was seven, I ate a bumblebee, and the next week, I had a whole hive in my stomach. When I was 13, I poked a few holes in a cow to see how long it would take to empty. When I was...