Most read stories

Vain Boasts and Confessions in Descending Mode

14811481 views77 comments33 favs

My, but how that girl loved to defenestrate! I shall ever be grateful for my obstinacy with never living more than a single story above ground level.

Mommy Dearest

14811481 views44 comments55 favs

His daddy died in his sleep. Went to bed one might and never got up.

Bodies Approaching Rest

14811481 views1414 comments66 favs

He hates this body no less now/ than he did at 14 for its pudginess/ and the hair that can’t conform

Arcana Magi Memorial Vol.5 - c.5

14811481 views00 comments00 favs

Getting answers felt like it was not enough. Madam Mayweather wanted more. She wanted to hurt someone.

Arcana Magi Zero Arc 2 - c.2

14811481 views00 comments00 favs

Alysia and Megumi made their magic circles, but they stopped short when they saw a young man at the end of the street. Their eyes trembled and their feet moved them back without thought.

Venison

14811481 views55 comments55 favs

It is hunting season in Jersey today. They say “There are too many deer in Jersey today.”

The Catcher and the Caught

14811481 views99 comments88 favs

Like the swift night-black blue of a cormorant as it suddenly dips into a rush of white cold water,eyeing its possible food, we too sweepdown on what we think we see, rising wet sometimes with the reward,or hapless, dripping, we try again.

Unknown Brothers

14811481 views00 comments00 favs

His name is Rick Reynolds. His name is Steve Redford.

Morphine

14811481 views44 comments33 favs

Until the ivy hides me in

The Naming

14811481 views99 comments88 favs

we name invasive species,

Roadside Assistance

14811481 views99 comments44 favs

When it starts looking bad enough, I bundle up and head out the door.

Australia (from slushpilemag.com)

14811481 views11 comment00 favs

Now Ninalee gets up from the table. She starts to put some snacks in a bag for Janny and Benjie, and some storybooks in there too, to read to them in the park: books about trains, mostly, and there’s one with a bus and one with a car...

DNA

14811481 views1717 comments1010 favs

my family's Scottish heritage

No Alternative

14811481 views44 comments44 favs

This story* is brought to you by

A Not-For-Kids Dream That All Boys Have

14811481 views11 comment11 fav

The room turns red and I start screaming and ejaculating. The whole class is watching as Mr.Smith slams down my copy of the test with his right hand and swiftly tears off my penis with his left.

We Are Waiting For The Wolves

14811481 views66 comments33 favs

You say we will go together to the park and dig a shallow grave and atone for everything we ever did by breathing soil deep into our lungs, and the wolves will leave.

Ballspenden

14811481 views00 comments00 favs

Even if you're doing it together, there's no unity when everyone's dancing to their own tune.

Perfect

14811481 views33 comments33 favs

a perfect afternoon

D.H. Lawrence Ghazal

14811481 views88 comments77 favs

How many shadows in your soul? Close your eyes, my love, let me / make you blind as the wings of a drenched, drowned bee.

The Lookout

14801480 views44 comments00 favs

I had never seen anyone die. For first time in my life, I was afraid, even more than when my step-dad got drunk and roughed me up. When Dale Franklin got shot last year standing on the corner outside the laundry-mat it took the ambulance forty-five minu

Dusk

14801480 views22 comments22 favs

Her memory was a faded pastiche of the past, and indeed the present sat uneasily in the middle of the dreams that governed her mind; so it was that often she would forget the day, the time, the year.

My Dad was a ditch digger

14801480 views77 comments66 favs

men sitting on stoops women earning the rent by working as servants in the rich folks yard

Tuesday

14801480 views1010 comments99 favs

Only last Friday, he was introduced/ around, smiling, healthy,/ a fine young man.

Reckonings

14801480 views1111 comments66 favs

Even in the fading light, it looked big enough to disembowel a man.

Radical Middle-Aged Cake Acceptance

14801480 views33 comments22 favs

Cake is not the enemy.

Tales from the Golden Age

14801480 views66 comments11 fav

Fucking buffalo, the curse of the writer.

In the Blood

14801480 views11 comment00 favs

“Bound to happen,” Marny said. “The way he went on; no doubt he'd end up like this.” Few folks sitting around in a one room shack. Walls were weather stained slats; the door, the only opening. Their fans flapping the air in their…

Ode to Flannery O'Connor

14801480 views22 comments11 fav

Gert sat in the car and wiped at the inside of the window while the defroster blasted at full strength. The shards and slivers of ice that networked across the windshield were just thick enough to hinder visibility. Bane wrenched the door open and shoved

Eskimo Days

14801480 views66 comments66 favs

We cook over the fireplace on these days, blacken marshmallows on straightened hangers, like Eskimos, dogs around a campfire.

Polo

14801480 views00 comments00 favs

“You look strangely familiar,” he said, taking a drink and swinging his leg over the horse, landing on the ground beside me ...