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FICTION ARCHIVE

Dead Weight

Dead Weight

Albert Tucher

DECEMBER 2024

Dead weight. Some expressions were too apt, and sometimes this job demanded too much.

An Open Letter to the Universe

An Open Letter to the Universe

R.J. Ren

DECEMBER 2024

I lost the Universe in a game of dice.

Dark Epiphany

Dark Epiphany

Frazer Merritt

DECEMBER 2024

If only the Almighty would speak to me – something, anything – to wash away this damage and corruption.

The Morning After Ragnarok

The Morning After Ragnarok

Emma Cliffe

NOVEMBER 2024

I have no concept of time, yet I know that it has been hundreds of years since Ragnarok.

HALLOW

HALLOW

Perdita Stott

NOVEMBER 2024

Now every birthday I slip out of the house at midnight and collect my secret gift.

The One for Which I Ache

The One for Which I Ache

Sophie Kearing

NOVEMBER 2024

What I miss most about The Other One is the way she smelled: like measured optimism and second-day hair.

I Will Think Only of Water

I Will Think Only of Water

Sophie Kearing

NOVEMBER 2024

Through gnarled branches I see him, glowing red and making everything else glow red too.

POD LIFE

POD LIFE

Eliza Master

NOVEMBER 2024

Tired of getting old? Looking for meaning? Take a refreshing powernap that brings you to a brand-new life.

A Mother, Before All Else

A Mother, Before All Else

Rebecca Martin

OCTOBER 2024

Fear nothing more than a vengeful woman, unless that woman is a goddess.

I Saw You Golden

I Saw You Golden

A S H

OCTOBER 2024

I saw you golden beyond the backyards. Your figure was immortal, stretched so heavenly I had  to crane my neck to witness your eyes.

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