October, seven months after the world stopped, I walk the path by heart. To my left, the river reflects a chalk blue sky as leaves ripple...

We’re walking down a narrow alley when the people on the balconies above us begin to applaud. Not sure why we might be so entertaining,...

They start innocuous, as playful mispronunciations of my surname. I blink and the interactions have escalated to being pinned against a...

…the man and the woman live without speaking. They’ve turned their attention elsewhere. In the spare room, the woman feeds calciworms to...

The Combustión Lenta chile is a little bomb I swallowed when I was 23 and still absolutely positive I’d live forever, or at the very...

CW: death/suicide. A bird of flame. A beast of heat. Mythical and magical with a dash of elegance. The Phoenix soars the open skies on a...

There’s a bovine fly on the screen-door, ripe as a gooseberry and glistening with blood. Mercy ignores the white-noise buzz, cuts the...

I tasted summer on her lips. Cotton candy, chapstick, cherry Coke with rum. Her hands met the shorelines of my hips and I was done for. I...

My father told me if I wanted to catch fish I had to think like a fish except he said it with an r like frish and an extra s and h like...

In the mornings, they step on the rotten branches of her used-to-be vegetable garden and sneak their beaks into the holes within them;...

Snip. Onomatopoeia. Except, when you are an amateur attempting to cut hair for the first time, it sounds more like: Sss-nn-iii-p. No,...

The funeral home I worked at began as an anomaly. Before Sweet Services popped up at the corner of the town’s only intersection, funeral...

“Don’t be shy,” she says. “I’ve got a surprise for you!” You are six, and Medzmama is sitting on that big woven carpet with the cranes...

When I am a man, I will wear tuxedos to school, and a top hat, and say “Good day” to every person that I meet, even if I don’t know what...

‘Fifty!’ she shouts into the phone. ‘It’s like my life’s over. It’s going to be illness, declining powers, and slipping away. Every day...

I wanted to see an alien so I drove out to Roswell, but they didn’t realize I was looking for them until after I left town. It was three...

They were sitting on the back deck in the dying light, Mac drinking Scotch, Beth reading the paper. They’d been there for hours,...

Dance shoes awaken to jolts and pounding, shaken alive on the factory floor. In our case, we were also enveloped in a strange mist that...

There were worms in Trajuni’s eyes, but she ignored them for a few weeks because she had too much laundry busying her arms. She had too...

The sun beat down on my dangling corpse. With visitors long since gone, I’m left in isolation, suffocating on a cross. Don’t call me a...