Lost and Found by Haoyan Do

Lana always thought that she had lost Bala forever. Even before high school graduation, she knew the gap between her and Bala was so huge that it’d be impossible that they would be together again. For one thing, Bala’s parents were against their relationship. For another, Bala, after going out with Lana in 10th grade,…

You Made Me Take Drugs by Bogdan Dragos

“You made me take drugs,” she reproached him But he didn’t hear her over the pain in his lower belly “You made me take drugs,” she repeated. “Huh?” “And for this I’ve decided to replace you. With someone better, someone who would never make me do something I don’t feel right with.” He shook his…

Colourblind by Britta Benson

So what exactly are you meant to do, when you wish to spruce up your home a little – and let’s be frank here right from the start! All I intended to do was to paint a few walls, pick a new rug, perhaps a few scatter cushions, nothing major, just a cheap and cheerful…

The Building was still Unfinished by Bogdan Dragos

They will never finish the building It would stay in its skeletal form forever because the government is corrupt but then they all are so it wasn’t the grandest tragedy of the world It was a fun place for the kids A place where they pretended to be monkeys and did parkour and whatnot A…

Just an Illusion by Bogdan Dragos

like it’s been painted a million times, the room seemed smaller narrower suffocating. The window too small, the door too sturdy, ceiling too low and the generator of the illusion stood across from her on the bed He’s been around for a year and six months Result of her first and surely last non-aborted pregnancy…

Publisher Wanted by Don Matthews

I’m looking for a publisherA rhymy-loving typeWho wants to increase readership(I also offer skype) There are no skyping rhymers(Who offer two for one)I’ll skype for you both day or nightBuy me (before I’m done) Although my rhyme’s oft silly-likeThere’s serious undertonesA flippant/serious comboWaiting to get known See the one in TO BE? That’s me… -DON…

Three 100 Words Stories by Patricia Furstenberg

INSPIRATION: SPIDER-MAN THE FABLE It was all he could think of. The Spider-Man suit in the Masquerade Rental Shop. Mom retreated two steps at its musty scent and asked for a prince’s cape. And a crown studded with jewels. Lice-free, guaranteed, and 50% off. He’d won Best Costume at Dress-up Day, thanks to Mom who…

Savages by Bogdan Dragos

Wasn’t the best house for a five-year-old It was just a small room above the bar his mother worked in and it was open until late at night and he couldn’t sleep because of the noise He imagined savages going at each other, fighting to the death, and then laughing in celebration of victory and…

Of Air Returned by Rhyan Scorpio-Rhys

i. I burned my soul to ash but the pain paled in comparison to the terror that struck my heart like a match, anticipating her arrival and the tirade she would carry in tow. An unwarranted fear, as she was calm when she saw what I had done. Calm and nurturing. Soothing my pain with…

Kissed So Hard by Bogdan Dragos

“Have you ever kissed a lover so hard you chipped a tooth?” she asked with a grin that revealed more than one chipped tooth He shook his head. “No, and I really don’t intend to.” Well, that’s what you get for hitting on a girl you meet in the yard of the local asylum. But…

Genius Level Trap by Bogdan Dragos

they didn’t think about it. That’s the problem, kids usually don’t plan ahead, they live in the moment They just saw a movie and wanted to imitate the actors because they thought what the actors did was cool The actors hunted wild animals through the jungle and to do so they built traps all over…

Crowder by Don Matthews

I tend to be a crowder Crowding people’s ears My mind’s too overactive Oh dear oh dear oh dear Mind, don’t be a crowder Don’t wear your welcome out Slow down your thoughts, restrict, withhold Still need my friends about OK, create, but know your place Can’t always centre stage There’s other players in this…

There Were Only Two People in Isolation

(A short story in Vietnamese by Lê Vĩnh Tài, translation into English by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm) I was at her doorstep on a Sunday morning, an estate at the end of a fading colourless dirt road leading into town. Completely dissipated was the mist, leaving the enormous courtyard frozen in an eerie icy chill….

Before the Leap by Bogdan Dragos

so this is it then He stood by the margin of the ravine looked down took a deep breath looked behind him no shadowy figure reaching out no pale silhouette making stop motions no apparition telling him to not jump Of course, what the hell was he thinking? These things don’t happen outside of stories…