by Elisa Davidson The dead are always starving. Craving our food, our love, everything that fills us up and keeps us warm at night. The gnawing hunger that filled them in life reaches out and snatches them from peaceful release, dragging them back into the world of the living. They Read more…
by Andrew Busch The gravity felt like it doubled as Joi approached the front door of the bank. “You ready?” Ant asked. A gas mask hung around his neck where the edge of a tattoo curled above the shoulder strap of his armored vest. Joi glanced through the spotless glass Read more…
by Ashley Hill Long ago, when the world was young and time moved more slowly, a hateful fisherman and his docile wife lived in a small village by the coast. They spent their days in a small boat with fishing nets and bowls, blinking the salty spray from their eyes Read more…
by Jerry Yap A swirl of rusty red dust stung Tom Wyatt’s eyes through the cracked lenses of his ramshackle gas mask as a fierce wind lashed at the sunbaked, desolate road. His lungs wheezed with every breath of the half-filtered air while he stood by the twisted stop sign, Read more…