Fiction 2015 / Issues / Spring 2015 / Volume 45

Junkscape — Mark Antony Rossi

City nights are nearly lightless as the rural outback where only stars remind strangers they are alone. Here the landscape is actually a junkscape spilling with structures, obstacles, creatures and every kind of preying beast reared by neglect and nice folk. A zip code for zillionaires careful to keep the suburbs clean. Their wives at … Continue reading

Fiction 2015 / Issues / Spring 2015 / Volume 45

The Language of Blood — Zan Bockes

If she were back in Wisconsin, Lisa reflected, this November Friday evening would be spent curled under her grandmother’s afghan on the couch with a current bestseller, listening to the wind spitting snowflakes against the window.  But here on Guam, every twilight was the same–thick and heavy with humidity, an endless summer that Lisa would … Continue reading