literary fantasy
Doors that Open on Leap Days
Every four years, on February 29, the bar is open.
Jon Negroni is a Puerto Rican author based in the San Francisco Bay Area. He’s published two books, as well as short stories for IHRAM Press, The Fairy Tale Magazine, and more.
literary fantasy
Every four years, on February 29, the bar is open.
literary fiction
Gustavo’s stomach tightened. He had been on rougher seas. This was nothing.
Every poem in this issue arrives carrying its own weather. Some carry the hush of a kitchen after midnight, or the shape of a shoreline where the water keeps its counsel. Some move through childhood terrain half-remembered and half-invented, through fields that no longer exist except in the body. Others
Romantic Fantasy
The pomegranate split in his hands—reluctantly, then all at once—and Riam set half of it on the flat rock where the tide would find it by morning. The seeds shone like wet garnets in the last grey light. Forty years he had done this. Forty winters watching the
literary fiction
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literary fiction
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speculative romance
Before the clock strikes midnight, you have to confess your regret. If you don't, you lose a precious memory.
literary fiction
It seemed to matter that this was Christmas.
literary fiction
He told himself another ten minutes would not kill him.
speculative romance
She’s paid to nudge couples closer. This time, the feelings nudge back.
Coming-of-age Fiction
We went around the table saying what we were thankful for. No one said the truth.
Magic oaths carved in bone. Trauma passed through blood. Both must be cut out.