Lost Soul
By Víctor Parra Avellaneda Image by krissch Eating became frowned upon between us, me and my sisters. It was like slowly killing my father. When we were able to get the million dollars and… Continue Reading
The Wyoming Degenerate 500
By Ralph Benton Image by Tithi Luadthong We were a day off the aqua de muerte when we saw the bodies. Two of them, in purple and green. The reclaimers guild. Probably Czech migrants from the human churn,… Continue Reading
Refit
By Brian Donnegal Image by 80’s Child NOW LIAO MING. LIAO FUNG. ASHTON CARVER. JASPREET SINGH. MELANIA TORRES. She carves the names into the last Javelin’s aluminum firing case with her only prized possession, a rusted garage key… Continue Reading
Passing Tones to Nowhere
Teleport Alumn J. David Thayer’s New Anthology: Passing Tones to Nowhere is the first collection of short stories by J. David Thayer. It contains twenty-six previously published science fiction stories and twenty-seven song lyrics with illustrations. Included are the… Continue Reading
The Harv
By DL Shirey Image by Ana Aguirre Perez Dillon Baumgartner stopped before a portrait, one in a row of two dozen along the wall. Each was spotlit, in a thick, ornate frame, yet none had nameplates. Identification wasn’t necessary;… Continue Reading
Submissions…
Hey all, If I received a submission from anyone recently, I may not get back to you until January- Christmas vacation and all. Regards, -Jack L. Bryson Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays Share This:
A Practical Guide
By Megan Kakimoto Image by Dudarev Mikhail Here is how to keep the night marchers away: Once the moon has washed the night sky in light, go home. Avoid spending time outdoors in the evenings. Shutter all windows… Continue Reading
Walter
By A. Elizabeth Herting Image by Raland The coffee was lukewarm. Tepid, rotgut diner swill. The waitress set it down in front of him in an old chipped mug. She was good-sized, just on the north side-of-young with… Continue Reading
Prowler
By Jamie L. Forrest Image by Selin Serhii The first time I saw him, he was sat on the floor of an old freight train, his knees pulled up to his chest, sliding a rusty penknife… Continue Reading
“Gulli-Bill”
By Jesse Cipala 2020 Horror Short Story Contest- 1st Place Image by de_zla In a sleepy suburban town, on an unremarkable street sat a modest house. An almost indistinguishable Post-Depression Minimal style structure, which blended well with the… Continue Reading