Category Archives: fiction

by Loréna Bur Every day on their way to school, the children passed the statue without a glance. It honored Josiane, though the elders still called her Josie-the-Menace. Born with the cry of a storm and fed cow’s milk with tamarind from her first night, Josiane grew strong and striking—plump thighs, a heart-shaped chest, aContinue reading “Josie-the-Menace”

by Simon Kaeppeli Herbert groaned and wrapped his faded purple bathrobe around his slumped shoulders. On the way out, he grabbed a shabby fedora – unmistakable lawyer attire, although long out of fashion. When he’d agreed to do pro bono work for the Sorcerers of Law Association, he imagined defending the weak, reforming the system,Continue reading “A Case of Fowl Play”

by Brittany Redd She hatched under the gaze of a full blood moon. A crack of lightning hit the tin roof of her coop the very same moment she burst from her shell, feet first. She was an unusual little thing, the runt of her brood, always going left when her brethren would go right.Continue reading “Blood Moon Hen”

by J K Hughes Nutmeg is almost perfectly round; like she has stalked out of Stardew Valley, a chibi drawing, a Disney movie. Everybody knows what a chicken looks like. A ball of softness and light, her tail like the bustle on a cartoon Victorian lady.But when I pick her up, my fingers disappear intoContinue reading “Vale Nutmeg”

by Shira Musicant Thelma glares at me, laser-light little eyes. She is a movie reference—my husband thought of that. The other chicken, Louise, had died in the night. It seems Thelma blames me.          “Hey, I’m doing this for you,” I say, when I change her water. But she pecks my hand, drawing blood, taking little morselsContinue reading “The Little Red Hen”

by Shraya Singh My mother never touches meat. She never dips her fingers in the sink where my brother soaks the breasts and wings and legs, where he washes the blood off each piece, still warm with waning life. She never carves her knife along the edges of the soft flesh–the same pink as theContinue reading “Chicken Curry”