There was a boy who found a dead hummingbird next to a deflated mylar balloon.
When I pulled away the hospital sheet, I asked Jared, “Do you like them?” and he whistled a long note, then rubbed his hands together.
“Lipless” was selected by Matthew Salesses as the winner of the 2016 New South Writing Contest. Check out Eric’s interview with Assistant Editor Jamey McDermott, and read his prize-winning story
They wore rings on their toes and billowing pajama pants that let their legs shine through when they walked circles around Episcopal churchyards during Sunday services.
One tiny insufficient winter, the whole world gradually blew away. Every minute, every hour, every day, a little bit – robin’s egg, paper plane, rogue pizza menu –was gone.
Tonight, as we walked back to our hostel in the little outskirt where we are staying, we saw a dog on the road, and beneath that dog we saw a second dog and beneath that second dog we saw the deep and unending darkness.
There are an unquantified number of stops. One knows a train is passing by the streak of warm light from its windows.
She left her little finger behind when she rushed out the door.
New South is proud to nominate the following pieces for Best Small Fictions 2017
If you put an alcoholic in Technicolor, he is less likely to appear threatening.