(In)significance

He whispered beneath his breath while squinting at the sun and then laughed. The world was never much of an audience.

-Eric

Superhero or Villain?

"Sure, we could do that. Or we could become outlaws and fight badguys on the sly. You've always looked so good in spandex."

by Fearless Editor #1

Nonfiction by Eric Graves

Athletic Scholarship
Non-fiction

My knee is broken, my dreams are dead, and all I have left is this ugly uniform. Oh, you want it back, you say? ...Alright then.

by Eric Graves

Briefs by Florence van Tulder

Endangered

White walls are perfect habitat for my pet rainbows. Nothing more fanciful than a sunny day.

Lovely start

A heartbeat. Matching breaths. My head on your chest. Perfect morning. Your arm falls asleep. Drat.

by Florence van Tulder

Briefs by a Brand New Author!

College Student

Five hours of homework, seven hours of sleep or hanging out with roommates? Youtube won.

Fallacies

We can be reasonably certain that reality exists. Therefore, logic has a basic assumption to build on. But isn’t reality just a construct?

Cats

Several daily feedings. Hours of brushing. Litter kept fresh. It’s never enough.

By Sierra Scarlet

Don't Forget The Jam

You bring your crow bar, I'll bring my picnic basket, and we'll live it up like it's our golden years all over again.

by Fearless Editor #1

Funny Short Shorts for your Enjoyment

The Knife Fight

“Wesley,” Garb thought to himself, the last thought he’d ever have, as he stood under the high noon sun, “is an asshole for bringing a gun to our knife fight.”

Post modern poem on pooping…

When I’m sad I poop, allowing my excrement to be the vessel of my collected sorrows.

Constipation has become the antithesis of my complete and utter happiness.

Punks

Fall punk fashion smells like shit.

Bowie

Spiders from mars invade. Ziggy Stardust: Earth’s only hope… a man in make-up and a cod piece. Sigh…

Condoms

“I need condoms,” he said, leaving out the problem, which wasn’t that he had used the entire box under his bed, but rather, that they had expired.


The Last Story of Shortbeard the One-Legged Pirate

Arrrrrrrrrrh! On a pirate ship is where I got me peg leg and off the pirate ship is where I found me death. Me peg leg was just too buoyant. Me head not so much

by Mason Johnson