Audio Blot poetry by William Kier

Bass in Yo' Face poetry by raul r. salinas

Earthly Paradise fiction by Muriel Perkins
First there is Mamma. Her hair rises when hurricanes come, sliding on itself like leaves in hot air, full of light and lightning.

an excerpt from a bull-jean novel/in progress by sharon bridgforth

fault of alps poetry by Anna R. Hall

Near Perfect Tools poetry by Valerie Bridgeman Davis

Notes from the Woodshed by Paul Klemperer
It is no stretch of the imagination to think of music as fiction.

Reeling by Jodie Keeling
A cluster of people gather at the edge of a room, their necks craned. They are perusing "Loudly Minimal, Quietly Baroque" at the Blue Star in San Antonio.

Section Eight by Daniel Davis Clayton
The fire died low in the camp, and the chill air began to reclaim its territory. There usually was to be no communication between the slaves, but on nights where the treasures of Sue and a few choice others there rummaged and laid to waist, there came a relaxation of the rules.

Someone is Investing in Terrorism poetry by Thom the World Poet

Taken fiction by Kelly Stern
At first it's easy. Mixed in with the notes, articles, socks are magazines, journals, even a book. These get tossed on the floor in front of the bookcase. Then the photos -- these too are easy. Not so with the poems. A whole pile of them.