Stories
Fall Contest Winners
“Refuge,” Nina said, tilting her head back; it was a word she learned.
Story of the Week
Shit happens, you still have to pay up or lose it all, even if it ain’t your fault.
Story of the Week
It’s difficult to be blessed by Madam Pele. She gives wonderful trouble.
Story of the Week
She offered her face up for what should be a brotherly kiss.
Fall Contest Winners
Her previous existence seemed unreal, now, a faint rumor.
Story of the Week
She’d lifted the plot from a TV show she’d watched the night before.
Fiction
She looks in the mirror above the sink, and her image makes eye contact.
Story of the Week
He didn’t fall in line with our well-established porn-shop hierarchy.
Fiction
Stripped we are — no mark of wealth or rank upon us. We wear our skins.
Fiction
John-Michael kept his mouth open until saliva had pooled behind his teeth.
Fiction
Kenny Wade makes do with short-term schemes and part-time work.
Fiction
I hear Tchaikovsky when I close my eyes and pretend I’m flying.
Story of the Week
When one of the Baxters yelled, “Hey, Turd,” we all turned our heads.
Fiction
It was as if the stranger in the train carriage had taken out a knife.
Story of the Week
“I’ve already submitted the course grades,” Costa said warily.
N30B Winners
Tomorrow I’ll be ratted out about the hunting, but I knew it’d be worth it.
Fiction
“Look in my eyes. Do I look like someone who has heard this story?”
Story of the Week
The wild-eyed horse was more a figure of nightmare than dream.
Story of the Week
1908. The puppet’s name is Sambo. Oh what a friendly boy he looks to be!
Story of the Week
“She’s just a girl,” Sarah’s mother said. “A very, very young girl.”
Winter Contest Winners
When we move together in the dark I can almost get to him but I turn back.
Story of the Week
Had he been a man, we could’ve saved his life right then and there.
Fall Contest Winners
Her body too, a mystery in motion. But does she own her body?
Spring Contest Winners
She alone knew how he could be swept up, tender interior laid bare.
