Soul Cells by Bogdan Dragos

I can see it clearly even though the napkin is folded and crumpled around the small things it covers, I can see on it a drawing of a dragon with flowers for horns it pokes its forked tongue at me and winks also its eyes have long lashes “You listening?” she says shaking the fist…

Already Talking like a Real Man by Bogdan Dragos

their deaths were four days apart first went father and then mother And now the dark smoke took the shape of a cat and clung to his shoulder, digging sharp claws into his tender flesh “It hurts,” he cried “Oh, shut up,” the smoke cat said, “Be a man. In this world only the strong…

Rotten Tongue by Bogdan Dragos

the big purple bird with no eyes and chipped beak didn’t fly It walked like a normal person would. Almost like someone was wearing it as a costume but he knew of course that there was no one wearing the costume It was real and it showed itself to him on too many occasions. Every…

Said the Ashtray by Bogdan Dragos

Of course predators don’t always murder their prey Many times they will just catch something for fun and then release it and revel in the godlike feeling of having allowed a creature infinitely weaker to live “My cat brought me a mouse,” she said. “Held him from the back of the head, like a newborn…