Upgrade by Hemlock Hyde

If pressed, Margaret would confide how it began with the loss of her figure. Her waist, that neat indentation where Paul tucked his hand while kissing, or clasped, skin-to-skin, during love-making, disappeared with the first pregnancy. She’d eye the mirror, helpless witness as her reflection gave way to other geometry. She found consolation in how,…

grim reaper

The End by Susan Gabriel

To die would be an awfully big adventure. – J.M. Barrie The evening starts with indigestion and ends with me floating near the ceiling looking down at my body in the bed. This must be what they call an out-of-body experience, I say with a chuckle. I always hated those New Age nuts. My wife…

"Measuring Up"

Measure by Gary Moshimer

My friend Terry bought this new tape measure. We were both out of work, so he asked me to come over and measure stuff with him. He had some beer. It was a nice tape measure, a roll-up cloth fifty-footer. It was a steal, he said. Then after a few beers he admitted to stealing…

Friday Night Drive to Watertown by Brad Rose

I’m wearing flammable clothing. Also wearing the inflammable clothing. You can’t be too careful. Although it’s not posted, I’m driving the exact speed limit. It must have snowed last night, because I just passed a house with a square snowman. Man, I tell you, those kids have problems. I hope they get some help. Soon. You know what…

Two Prose Poems by Jeanann Verlee

Children Made of Cotton My son asks where he came from. It is my first lie. I say, I brought you home from a place where hundreds of little lamb-boys live. He says, Really!? I say, Yes, and I almost couldn’t choose. Then you, so bright and soft. I put you in my cart and went straight…

The First Time by Bradley Sands

Rachel lost her virginity while vacationing in the Bahamas with her family. This ruined her break from school. She asked her parents and brothers to help look for her property, but they didn’t want the search to get in the way of their swimming and sunbathing time. Rachel also wanted to swim and sunbathe, but…

All My Lack by Kelly Stark

I walk back in black mud splatter with hunger clawing at my throat. I lengthen my stride for speed but stop short. A bar door thrusts open, catches my jaw dead-on. The steel is rusted red and blurs my sight before I blink. I spill a new shade of red in its wake. Spittle and…

Lit Demon Presents WAR: Paradise Lost

Our partners at LitDemon.com are hosting War: Paradise Lost! What is WAR? WAR: Paradise Lost is a tournament-style competition. The tournament will consist of several writer “battles” in which two participants will receive a prompt and a time limit. The stories they create will be voted on by their peers and the winner (the one…