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The Call
Clouds like spores riding the gusts of wind, still raining, no beach today. We’re lying on the couch together, heads…
Medusa
When I grew breasts, I stopped taking the bus to school. Instead I walked along the edge of the wetlands…
Joan of Arc is Channeling God and Teaching you to make S’mores
Let’s say they believed her. Let’s say she was born into a different age. That she wasn’t the one who…
The Unction
We carry out the unction for our aging father on the dining room table, anointing him with a variety of…
Nightjar
I ran over a nightjar with my car. It wasn’t my fault—it sat there roosting in the right lane of…
2024 Fractured Lit Ghost, Fable, and Fairy Tales Prize Shortlist
Twenty-five fresh and original takes on this contest’s themes are headed to our guest, Judge Aimee Bender! We can’t wait…
The Blob Takes Manhattan
Now that the Arctic isn’t cold anymore, The Blob is awake and tearing through malls like a post-breakup trust fund…
Seed Money
For only seventy-seven dollars, the TV preacher promises God will grant me a miracle. He clasps his hands in prayer,…
It’s Not A Lark: An Interview with Michael Czyzniejewski
Michael Czyzniejewski, who is the interviews editor at the flash fiction magazine Smokelong Quarterly, has written four collections of short…
Hunger
I bury my dead in this garden. Over there, under the cabbage roses. They haunt me through the day. At…
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