Lit Fiction

He was an array of loosely fitted mirror slices, cutting and cold and exact like art, or the remains art made you leave behind....

It ends here, in a parking lot with neon streetlights painting our skin, and her hands twisted in my jacket, and her breath ragged...

Dead Doll Excerpt: Chapters 1 and 2 Chapter One Arms outstretched, I grope along the wet wall of the tunnel. The footfalls behind me draw closer....

Clara lay on top of her duvet, head thrown back, gazing at the ceiling as her guitar rested on her tummy. Her toes, raised...

It‘s been a sweltering day, moving slowly into an exhausting, hot night. It’s been a day when the sun softens the world with heat...

Aberratus was born a proud man, keen and hungry for the delights of power, in a small town near the western shores of Bithynia....

Just relax, they told me. You’ll enjoy it. You just have to let yourself go. So here I am. I can’t breathe. I give up trying...

The middle-aged writer began as usual, with two cups of coffee and a biscuit. It was cold when he sat down at his desk;...

The old man sat on the bench, watching the river. The sky was heavy with clouds, and rain was in the air, making his...

Watch Clio's performance of her original piece, "I Really Did Love Katie."     You know, I actually didn't mind being pregnant. You hear all these horror stories about morning...