You won’t know what to make of Issue 6.4.
In this issue, we regret the deaths of beloved spiders, make out with shape-shifting monsters, and nearly get our faces pecked off.
Glad to be back in the saddle after a one-issue hiatus (epic cross-country road trips won’t take themselves after all). Refreshed and ready to go on our big goals for the summer: print anthology, podcast, and poetry contest. We’ve also got just one month left in our Flash Fury contest. Get your aggressive flash fiction entries in by June 30th for a chance at $325 in prize money.
These go to eleven.
– The Editor
The Molotov Cocktail 