Short Story
With my first breath of this new day’s crisp March air, comes a guttural howl of agony to pass through my lips. My fingers knot and tear at the bedsheets around me as the images of war rattle in my head.
Non-Fiction
What does being on fire feel like? Well – I’d say it’s a mix of sensations. For one – the burning oh shit agony of holy fuck I’m on fire!
Novel
I inhaled a deep breath of clean cold air, the scent of pine filling my nostrils. The woods below me were old and undisturbed, one of the few truly untouched forests in America.
Short Story
The world behind Apple’s eyelids often calls back the memory of a static television, back from the years of bunny ears and tin-foil antennas.
Magazine
Lit by a hangnail moon, the fresh web of a spider dangles in your view. Your breath hangs heavy in the air, misting through cold fingers as you try and clench your mouth....
Research Paper
This paper will examine the relationship between sex and disability. Whereas standard social attitudes minimize the agency of disabled persons in sex...
Chapters 1-3 Out Now!
What place is there for a fiend in human society? A world where the Fae and Werewolves live publicly but the rest of the Folklores are still hiding.
