You Just Found Out Your Book Was NOT Used to Train AI. What Now? by Max Talley

Try their search engine again. And again. Nothing? Okay, take a deep breath and calm down (has that ever worked for anyone?).  You may have noticed this hits different than your multiple rejections from those high-paying literary magazines. Yes, it’s both crushing and damn insulting to realize your writing, your books—some that can be downloaded for free—have not been used to school our future robot … Continue reading  You Just Found Out Your Book Was NOT Used to Train AI. What Now? by Max Talley

Group Rules by Peter Crowley

Groups are interesting organisms. The entire cell has to open its mouth to begin endocytosis. Those not ingested, who sought entrance, are apt to resent the group. People amidst the cell hold similar perspectives on people outside the cell and of other cells. However, this does not prevent them from having independent ideas about elements not related to the group. To get into the cell, … Continue reading Group Rules by Peter Crowley

Something Beautiful by Susie Gharib

In the wake of numerous regional and civil wars, disease, curfews and devastating earthquakes, which have all led to an impoverished state, I decide to fill each deprivation-bred day with a portion of something beautiful that defies the Furies, the godly elite and the scribes of destination that have proliferated and thrived in recent years. A diary, which keeps a record of the events or … Continue reading Something Beautiful by Susie Gharib

Approaching Hysteria, Illinois by Max Talley

This is the city in which time converges, an unstable zone where back then is now again as it will be soon. Everything crashes together, spume rising, the remains washed up on our desecrated beachhead. The place where everyone knows your date of birth and social security number, but can’t quite grasp your name. “You look like a friend, but much older and sadder.” A … Continue reading Approaching Hysteria, Illinois by Max Talley

Books and Barbies: A Christmas Memory by Camille Adnot

Christmas morning, 2001. I woke up before dawn, too excited about the presents. It’s barely 5 a.m. and, of course, pitch black outside. To pass the time, I figured I should do what I like best: read a book. I’m reading in my bed, using a torchlight for fear my parents should see I’m awake if I used the big light, when I hear a … Continue reading Books and Barbies: A Christmas Memory by Camille Adnot

Crusade, or Historic Other by Peter Crowley

In the Acre night, young Palestinian men sat outside shopfronts smoking water pipes and drinking juice. As I walked past them on the streets near the Old City, they may have wondered what sort of crusader I was. Napoleon’s army had tried to mount these walls, where six centuries earlier his ancestors had been more successful, albeit, only temporarily. After walking through the Old City … Continue reading Crusade, or Historic Other by Peter Crowley

Season of the Clown by David Z. Morris

It was a truly gorgeous Saturday morning in Washington, D.C., and as the day wore on the sky would be veined with the rainbow collisions of clouds and light against blue. By 7 a.m., homeless men sat on the steps below the blunt-tipped, somehow incomplete statue in front of Union Station, debating the relative virtues of various hustles. By 8 a.m., a spinning zoetrope of … Continue reading Season of the Clown by David Z. Morris