In boyhood, guilt was a constant companion. I stopped mentioning the quarters that Mr. Wood put into my pocket.

Prose by Stephanie Yu

From 2013, Rebecca Curtis’s short story about how dying cats and a madness-inducing brain infection upend a family’s Christmas traditions.

Twenty (and a few more) of my favourite flash fiction pieces from 2024

Dog Dentist comes home, takes off his shoes, puts his feet up on the table, and says in a voice too loud, “Man my feet are B-A-R-K-I-N-G, if you know what I mean!” He laughs uproariously to himself. A...

An online journal of very short fictions -- under 1000 words.

I have made my way here at Inseon’s request. Because she said, I need you to go to my place in Jeju. If you don’t, she’ll die.

Competitions are a constant back and forth of delight and disappointment. None of us takes this lightly. I appreciate so much the care each of our judges has given to the 1134 entries this year. Your ...