Fiction

Short Story

Three walls of the room are made of tin, but on the fourth side a polished floor opens, running like fabric into curtains of lace,

Rochelle Potkar

Fiction

I stood in my kitchen, hands slightly palsied as I poured myself a glass of water from the sink.

Warren P. Genesis

Fiction

Have you ever met someone who makes you question everything you’ve ever wanted?

Kelly Dasta

Short Story

I pursued him with a single minded determination that had been notably lacking in my previous endeavours. I wanted Richard to be mine like I

Caitriona Murphy

Short Story

I jack off to one of the pictures of her I have saved on my computer and after I’m done I send her a message to tell her

Brianna Entler

Short Story

She was suspicious that everyone in the room was melting. The man sitting at the coffee table directly in her line of sight was

Rachel Salisbury