La Folie á Deux — by Charles D. Tarlton and Ford Spencer
CARMODY: You know, sometimes my moods just rise and fall like the flags up there on the two hotels; a little wind and my flags are up! BLIGHT: We’ll be sailing in and out of the doldrums together. 1...
View ArticleEve — by Sonya Watson and Hong Rui Choo
The fire danced along the ground as it smothered the life around it. Ash blanketed the sky and once the threat was extinguished all that remained was a pine tree. The fire arrived in the park once...
View ArticleWe Appreciate Your Business — by Jill Schmehl and Cait Maloney
You have – 1 – new message…. Yeah, hi, My name is Sam Watsen. I own a company called Watches In Time. If you recall, you contacted me through Craig’s List to repair your grandfathers watch? Well,...
View ArticleHumanity — by Kyle Takemoto and Jessica Wilson
Drake Kasen stood at the door of the Orbital Shuttle that had been commissioned for Orbital Skydiving and looked at the distant landscape of Earth.Drake sealed his protective suit and jumped out into...
View ArticleHow Akram Came to Fly Business Class Back to Yemen Double Fisted — by Jody...
Along with his sight and his right arm, the drone’s bomb took Akram’s elder brother who was standing, naturally, to his right. His brother had always been a lucky bastard. Akram was sent from Yemen...
View ArticleEven Rat Pups Laugh Once In A While Part 5 — by Brian Moore and Codey Richards
Read the first installment of Even Rat Pups Laugh Once In A While here. Shift Transition Departing Custodian: Mr. Stuart Arriving Custodian: Mr. von Grawbadger Esteemed Colleague, Approximately noon...
View ArticleOld Love — by Martin Hooijmans and Lars de Ruyter
Love rusts. I never expected myself to say such a thing. But I have perceived that, given enough time, it simply falls apart. I’m talking about old love, lost love, love long abandoned. Love that once...
View ArticleHerb is Dead — by Lena Wilms and Lakshmy Mathur
The first night my Grandma stayed with us, I woke up in the middle of the night because of her terrible screams. The first thought that came to my mind was to leave the house, to abandon everything...
View ArticleMama Knows Best — by David Ramsey Jones and Daniele Murtas
Once upon a time in the land of Oak Lawn, Illinois, there lived a drunk named Frank. He drank all night and worked all day, as a cashier at the neighborhood gas station. In general, Frank enjoyed his...
View ArticleShackcast: Drive
Download: drive_mixdown.mp3 Find Shackcast on iTunes, Soundcloud and YouTube. This third issue of Shackcast features Ben Dodge’s post-apocalyptic ‘Drive’, a grim character study. Jeff Mash lent his...
View ArticlePerchance Not to Dream — by Parnell Stultz and Terri Kelleher
I’ve been seeing a lot of her lately — more, in fact, than in the whole of the last decade before she died. Upon waking the dreams are followed by the uneasiness of false memory like the little lapse...
View ArticleThe Relay — by Morgan O’Connor and Alberta Torres
The day before Christmas and we were getting drunk at the 19th Hole, our local golf course bar, which was almost buried in snow. There was a roaring fire and Wally, the barman and an old...
View ArticleEven Rat Pups Laugh Once In A While Part 6 — by Brian Moore and Delilah Buckle
Read the first installment of Even Rat Pups Laugh Once In A While here. Friday – Tracy Bates Shift Transition Departing Custodian: Mr. Stuart Arriving Custodian: Mr. von Grawbadger My dear Mr. von...
View ArticleTruong — by Martin Hooijmans and Lars de Ruyter
Will was up until his elbows in grease, a smoldering cigarette stump dangling from his lips. His brow betrayed firm concentration, his eyes peering at the many parts the engine held. “Will it run?”...
View ArticleThe Working Man — by Becca Hirsch and Adam Kolanski
Yes? Garrett Honakker. That’s me. The agency told me, they wanted me to speak to you directly. All right. Well. I just wanted you to know that nothing’s official. Nothing ever went to trial. And...
View ArticleA Mind of Its Own — by Jade Kolbo and James Brown
Furby’s are scary as hell. My friend swears the batteries were taken out of his Furby, but it kept making noises. It was late at night when he heard something funky coming from his closet. It sounded...
View ArticleChip in the Handle — by Ann Huchingson and Jordan Wester
Mama never came back to finish her coffee. It just sat there on the counter, the cup all fogged up and warm. Half full. Like it was waiting for someone to come on back and finish it up. It was the cup...
View ArticleA Miner’s Canary — by Nick Kozma and Terri Kelleher
Father walks in from the cold, grey day that is February 10th. His aged and haggard face is covered in soot from the coal mines. His black cap used to be red; his heavy stone wool jacket is streaked...
View ArticleThe Last Song — by Ben Dodge and Codey Richards
Do you think we’ll get a last song? I’m not sure. This diary I’m writing in is full of holes. It’s sopping like a wet sponge. It reeks, but what doesn’t in the filth and the mess? Storm’s passing....
View ArticleMiddle School — by Gideon Bolson and Cait Maloney
It’s hard to be cool. Skinny jeans make you cool, but they make my thighs sweaty. My mother says wearing them puts my ability to have children at risk when I grow up. I guess I should have a kid now...
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