fiction
Are you an aspiring writer? Do you have angst to work out so that you may once again sleep soundly at night? Great! Put down that bottle of whiskey and pay attention, because we have a few rules when it comes to submissions. We like stories that are coherent. The more coherent your story the [...]
(a late entry in our Halloween horror fiction series, Sean Murphy has this heart stopping tale of outlaws and zombies) Lightening streaked across the darkened sky above the solemn group of hard-faced men. Morris, standing at the head of the grave, read passages from his worn black bible. The Zachary brothers, dressed in long [...]
They say every tenth year she will appear Here in the vale she courts with terror and fear Evening Light – she arrives at evening light Greenest emerald eyes a man will ever see Raspy voice yet light like wind through leaves Evening Light – she arrives at evening light Evening Light – she arrives [...]
Cleverbot is a state of the art project in artificial intelligence. It is designed to score well on the Turing Test- a double blind experiment where humans interact with both a machine and a human and try to guess which is which. I decided to have a chat with Cleverbot this morning. The result reads [...]
Flint’s wife sat on the porch and peeled potatoes. The movement of the small knife across the rough, dirt-flecked surface of the potatoes had a practiced rhythm, one that she’d perfected after years of work. Scrape, scrape, turn the potato, scrape, scrape, into the bowl. Her hands always got sticky as she went, the same [...]
It was a bright and starry night when the circus rolled into town. My father didn’t believe in the circus. He did not believe that processionals of freaks, alcoholic clowns, and trained animals actually existed. Long ago I’d committed myself to be a different kind of father. Toby came to wake me up, his eyes [...]
A rope bridge sways in front of me, presenting options. It can be my escape. But its decaying wooden planks and unwinding twine don’t exactly inspire confidence. I’ve seen this play out in a dream, a premonition. But I can’t remember the ending now. In my mind, I know. I can see my weight jostling [...]
For Myrtle, For Good or Ill This is Nolan Cosgrove’s story as I know it. He grumbled it to me in frustrated fragments and hints. He’d mutter parts of it with chicken noodle soup dripping from his beard. He’d shoot some of the story to the ducks at the Wild Horse Shoe park by the [...]
Here’s the rest of my comic about my time in Richmond…it ends abruptly, but that’s just how life is sometimes. XO, Colin
In recognition of the unlikely but awesome appearance of Virginia Commonwealth University- where co-editors Colin and Liz met in art school- in the Final Four, I’ve decided to publish this short comic book I wrote (illustrated by my friend Aubrie Comp) about my time in Richmond. Not the greatest thing I’ve ever written, but Aubrie’s [...]
