On paths lined with last fall’s brittle leaves, we walk to the edge of our property where we first kissed: under the tall oak, near the creek. We clear the leaves and sit on the grass that pokes throu...

(remixed from Mixed Meat, originally published in TL;DR Magazine) A cluster of mushrooms is pushing a shopping cart through the produce department. The cluster of mushrooms encounters ano...

By Tara Isabel Zambrano. What would we do if we lost our limbs, our genitals, and lay next to each other, helpless throughout the endless room of night, our skin turning blue without touching, blue ...

My friend Gina force-feeds me crackers while I’m in hysterics, riding the climax of a bad mushroom trip.

I said everyone has a memory of walking through a field of corn, and you said it wasn't corn...

Flash Fiction by Kathryn McMahon

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Alt: GIF Illustration of a girl who is still apart from her irises.

I learned a lot in my four years as Vice President of Relaxation in the Hygiene Department, I wanted to offer some reasons why I’m departing.

Everything is pink and gooey. I repeat: pink and gooey. Mayday. What the F?! Then it hits me: I’m talking to myself, like a crazy person. I’m in Golda Zanotti's actual, real life uterus. And I’m no ob...

An alpaca walked into a restaurant in Kanazawa. This was a semi-regular occurrence. He was a rule follower and rules are unflinchingly rigid. He sauntered in intent on becoming infected with life. He ...

“How did you even get these tubs out here?” I ask. He squeezes my hand. “It’s a secret,” he says. “Happy anniversary.” I reach across the space between our tubs and dip a fingertip into the soap...

by Cecilia Kennedy Doors to the west stairwell at the Headquarters on the corner of Maple and Wetslick Streets will remain locked until further notice. Reports of loud noises, such as grunting, scream...

And the winners are…. First Prize: ‘The Jumper’ by Anne Patterson Second Prize: ‘A One-Word Yet Possibly Longer-Than-Necessary Personal Essay Dedicated to My Soon-to-Be Ex-B…