Stories

I was grateful for my credit card consumer protection plan until I went to buy a ring. They called me, concerned, to tell me about Mark.

Sylvia Anna Hiven lives and writes in Atlanta. She is single.

Welcome back, Jen! Netflix recommends SHAME because you enjoyed Michael Fassbender in X-MEN and drunk-dialed Kevin. (Jen, it’s been months.)

Anna Kander writes with her sidekick, a fearless blue fish who doesn’t realize he’s one inch tall. Find her at http://annakander.com.

If I adjust my lens, and if the bedroom curtains are pulled back far enough, it looks like she’s smiling just for me.

Justin Short lives in Missouri.

When the wild things came, everything was different. They were younger, and confused, and wanted to hold my hand.

Derek Dexheimer (@dex3703) is getting better all the time.​

The damage healed, forests and oceans cover the world. There is one desert. At its center, an old Donkey Kong machine plays itself.

Derek Dexheimer (@dex3703) is getting better all the time.​

Nobody had time for boys or sun. The ship was cold, leaking regret and self-indulgence, the grownups bailing as fast as they could.

Derek Dexheimer (@dex3703) is getting better all the time.​

People harp on right and wrong, but I don’t know. Once you’ve seen a dying star blow ten planets to ash, your perspective changes.

Derek Dexheimer (@dex3703) is getting better all the time.​

And so the world was actually a library, each individual storing a piece of information they thought of as their ‘life’ for a forgetful god.

Liam Aidan (@Liam_Aidan) is a self-certified urban spaceman & cake enthusiast. He’s also the author of a book of nanofiction called Vestigial Tales.

He looked at a hanging branch outside the window as she spoke and wondered how much he’d have to pull to separate the branch from that tree.

@DannyPoet is a writer of twitter and micropoetry and may or may not be a fictional person

I twist the silver band on my finger. It’s a comfort thing. Staring at the darkness, I twist until he leaves for work.

Emily Patino teaches writing, drinks coffee, and occasionally talks to her cat, Russell Crowe. He’s not great at advice.