Damned If I Do
Warm and Nicely Buried “Mrs. Marotta, Jose is gone.” The woman took Fragua’s...
Warm and Nicely Buried “Mrs. Marotta, Jose is gone.” The woman took Fragua’s...
At first I thought it was a cop and a shoeshine boy; then there was a break in the traffic and...
In the early afternoon the phone rings and the future introduces herself…
“Come in,” I said. The door opened slowly. A group of youth members crowded forward,...
A full short story by Ottessa Moshfegh called Nothing Ever Happens Here
“Can I have another Xanax?” Reva asked. “I can’t spare another, Reva. Sorry.” She was quiet for a...
He was about ten, and puny for his age, when two Harlem patrolmen stopped him in an empty lot....
That evening, sometime after the advertised hour, Mr. Salter alighted at Boot Magna Halt. An hour...
Atro had once explained to him how this was managed, how the sergeants could give the privates orders, how the lieutenants could give the privates and the sergeants orders, how the captains… and so on and so on up to the generals, who could give everyone else orders and need take them from none, except the commander in chief. Shevek had listened with incredulous disgust. “You call that organization?” he had inquired. “You even call it discipline? But it is neither. It is a coercive mechanism of extraordinary inefficiency
A few days before I flew to San Francisco to meet Adria, I posted a message on 4chan/b/ asking for...
When Gabriel Syme found himself finally established in a chair, and opposite to him, fixed and...
After rummaging in her bags, Corinna pulls out a book and gives it to you.
“But this isn’t it,” you say