James Roderick Boyleton had been a prophet of the Lord since the age of seven. The anointing of […]
contemporary fiction
Hello my name is Billy Sticks Tar baby stuck in the mud, cloying shit, time to get out […]
Morning, Day Seven of my hermitage. Curled on the apartment’s rose-red love-seat, I’m holding an unappreciative cat tight […]
This year, I’m getting rid of everything that doesn’t serve me. E.g. after I graduated, I chucked all […]
Begin in medias res, prose style spare. A hot day, a white room, a spattered wooden workbench. In […]
“He that troubleth his own house shall inherit the wind…” Dear Mother, I am often reminded of King […]
BAD KID Carol, all warm and giddy in her chest, dipped her big toe into the little pond […]
Ina had visited Babette in a variety of structures, ranging from a gabled Victorian in the woods to […]
{Translator’s Preface} What follows is a translation of a manuscript found among my father’s papers. The translation is […]
Our woman suffers from a certain snobbery. Of the educated. It needs to be made clear that this […]
minor literature[s] 