PET FENCES by Nathan Dragon
The phone number I have, my phone number for the last 16 years at least, used to be this other guy’s phone number—
THE PLACE WITH THE RAIN by Tom Laplaige
Oh dear is a fretful tingle. A tingle hatches hungry dread. Roger drops to knees.
BURRITO by Nathaniel Duggan
I decided to order the burrito. I pronounced “burrito” wrong. The word fell from me, flabbergasting and impossible.
ALIEN HAND SYNDROME by Dan Melling
He’s lying on his back. His useless, hairless legs stay wherever I put them.
MONSTER MONSTER MONSTER by Leigh Chadwick
What your therapist doesn’t realize, you want to tell him, is that any length of loneliness is too long.
WASTE NOT WANT NOT by Steve Anwyll
A gust of wind blows me forward. The storm follows me in through the door. The snow swirls at my feet. I laugh like a madman as I slip on the slick tiles.
DUCK POND 3 by Adam Soldofsky
One… Two… Three… Draw!
COUNTDOWN TO MOONLIT ROSES by Ange Yeung
I am lost in a sky of turbulence and haze—and to be lost is to never be home. Today is the first day of the year; it is also the first year you are not around.
KARINA BUSH on film with Rebecca Gransden
One of my earliest memories is of jumping down all the stairs at once but it must’ve been a dream.
THE KEYS TO IGNITION by G. R. Bilodeau
I gripped a dirty pint. Sometimes I hold a glass and feel the urge to grip it till it breaks. This was one of those times.