Category: Fiction

Nadia

“The carefully applied lipstick drew the shape of lips over where they were supposed to be, where there was now nothing more than scarred skin.”

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Antibody

“Disconnecting from my warring fingers, I hang in a space that belongs to neither fingers nor eyes.”

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Where the River Runs

A speculative fiction piece exploring a world after patriarchy and life beside a river made of metal.

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Luv 4 a Night

We spent approximately 30 hours talking about everything from the nature of the universe to the limitations of the human mind. The usual stuff. We sat on the corner of a couch outside a library; the couch was blue. Nothing … Read More

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Snapshots of a Cyclical Life

“A Persian, an American, a Russian, and a Frenchman walk into a bar—”

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175 Centimeters

“Click. Click. Click.”

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Dolores Part III

“Dolores sat and wept in pain until the early hours of the morning. With what strength she had after her shock, she dragged herself across the room, pulling herself through shattered glass from family portraits and the scattered contents of her nightstand drawers.”

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If a Princeton Student Transferred Schools but Kept the Princeton Ego

Speculative fiction with a dash of entitlement.

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Supernovae

“Sometimes it would end with go to your room but sometimes it would end with why are you so angry? and that hurt a lot more.”

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To Talk To Jellyfish

When she was seven, Kaya said, “If I ever grow up and have my own bank account, the first thing I’m gonna buy is a Christmas tree and then Christmas tree ornaments.”

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Unmaking Marriage

A secret history of the unknown blond

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Family Bones

A fiction piece reflecting on how to cope with impending loss.

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