Swan Lake by Claire Polders
The night I met her she was wearing all white, as a ruse perhaps, for she was no angel. One look into her eyes and you knew: flammable, ambivalent, relentless.
Union Forever by Al Kratz
Years later, Christopher and Meryl divorce. Years later later, Christopher and Meryl are to re-marry
Canyon Vista: A Triptych by Charmaine Wilkerson
Before the shouting starts, you hear the baritone bell on the far side of the canyon. A dog joins in with a howl, cutting through the chili-chili-chili of the morning birds and the gurgle of the fridge and the flick of your dental floss.
Interview with Amelia Gray
Steven John, Associate & Features Editor, interviews Amelia Gray about her flash fictions in New Micro (W.W. Norton & Co, 2018)
Something Better: A Triptych by Jason Jackson
I’d always known Karen fancied him. “It’ll be fun,” she said. Sometimes, she liked putting her fingers in my mouth. When she pushed them in, she’d push too far.