The water sloshed against the concrete barrier. How long would we have to stand there before erosion would let us slide right in?

🏆 Pushcart Nominated THIS IS WHAT I WANT after Holly Prado uprooted trees filled with Earth’s art, music notes in each particle of...

More Americans Believe They’ve Seen a Ghost Than a Trans Person “Nothing is more frightening than looking / and loving what you see.”...

🏆 Nominated for Best Short Fictions The first thing I looked up was whether girls enjoyed giving guys blow jobs. If girls drank...

A process of cleaning out Winter, then, kept the body cold. I was saved by a woman blowing some whistle & corn pipe. My voice was dead. I...

I didn’t intentionally spurn the forest rather it became another question of Southern belonging I didn’t have the patience to unravel....

Jerry’s leaning against the doorframe. He has one arm crossed against his waist, the other propped up holding the phone. His face is...

I wonder Frances, will you love me? This day has a bad feeling, less bad than the last few days, Frances because today I woke up thinking...

“A sharp and precise incision—you’d think he was a surgeon! Gouged out the animal liver, put it directly into his salivating mouth—warm...

The first time Poky Jernigan told me about his levitating grandma, I thought he was full of shit. He mentioned it so casually. I figured...

When he got his first look at it, Frank wanted to turn right around and let the tax agents keep the dump. The lawyer had warned him. What...

The house was a sprawling ranch cut into mustard grass and adobe. Oak scrub and manzanita kept a vague property line, stunted and twisted...

The zombies rattle the high school’s doors or as close to it as something deceasedly lackadaisical can. Mostly, they’re just bumping into...

Where there is grass, sin. All flesh and fat fish snapping in the pool. Here I come to lull my head and wallow waist-deep in the sweet...

🏆 Pushcart Nominated The Vagrant still felt an urge to eat, though his body rejected even the blandest food. Crackers, cornflakes—minute...

By Russ Rubin Immediately I was struck by the color and rawness of emotion in all these poems and stories and by the idiosyncratic...

🏆 Pushcart Nominated When my mom told me that we were hiring a professional lola for my nephew’s party, I pretended to misunderstand her...

I read many short stories, both in my capacity as an MFA student at the Sewanee School of Letters and as the Fiction Editor of Five South...

“Nicer Than a Gold Watch and Easier to Get, Too” appears in Issue Two Spring 2021 I want to take a look at “Nicer Than a Gold Watch and...

she drags the needle though the red body of the thread, back stitches my shoulder blades, my sacrum, the pulse points at the corners of...