True Life 50 Miles, fiction by Michael Wehunt

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“When Daddy cleared the house of paper, crayons, paints, the twins scratched the tables with knives, breathed fog on the windows and drew their parents into beasts with their stubby fingers.”

True Life 50 Miles by Michael Wehunt Illustration © Will Sullivan, See the Elephant Magazine

“True Life 50 Miles” Illustration © Will Sullivan

DADDY SHIFTED IN THE PASSENGER seat, an ache creaking in his unfamiliar joints. He groaned and the tang of urine filled the car again. Mommy wrinkled her nose—unlike her eyes, it was still her own, upturned with a dusting of freckles—but left the window up. She knew the twins wouldn’t like the wind ruffling their paper.

She was nothing if not a mother.

Beside her, Daddy leaned on the window, the side of his face clacking against the glass when the car hit an occasional dip. Neither had slept since sneaking out of Florida two nights ago. Mommy kept driving until at last the twins put their sketchpads away, closed their watchful eyes and nodded off.

North of Omaha they rented a room from a bored older man who didn’t comment on their gloves and heavy coats in August. The clerk kept his glance away from the two pairs of wide mirrored sunglasses staring at him. The credit card was swiped and the clerk typed in Mommy’s real name. She wanted badly to ask what that name was, even though she knew she wouldn’t hear it if it were spoken, just as she couldn’t string together the letters no matter how long she stared at the Amex or her driver’s license.

They were Mommy and Daddy. Any other names they chose for masks would dissolve into gibberish. Read more »

Cabinet of Wonders: Carnivals, Seedpods & Cyborgs

woman-hanging-by-hair-and-tight-rope-walkerweb fiction reviews by Lauren Colie

Times are a-changin’ in the cabinet. People age, science steps forward and lovers move on. Each story is shorter than the last, so you still have plenty of time to take it all in. We open with a scare, shed some tears on our way to hope and end with that cheesy grin only absurdity can bring.

A Review of Raphael, by Stephen Graham Jones at Nightmare Magazine

If she hadn’t, and if we’d noticed, it would have just been because of her ballet training, her gymnastics. It would be because she was made of something better, something that didn’t interact with common stuff like grass and water.

It takes a while to realize something’s witchy about this peculiar group of youngsters. Be ready for two or three reads to get your bearings, as nothing is quite as it seems. What was Melanie Parker? I’m still really not sure, but I’m dying to know. Read more »

Cover Reveal, See the Elephant, Issue One

SEE ISSUE 1. ebook cover 1400 pix 3 (2)We are proud and excited to share the cover of our first issue of See the Elephant.

The magazine will hit the virtual stands next month, JULY, 2015. We have some great stories lined up for you–all revolving around transformation–by authors ranging from the shiny and new to the lauded and revered, as you’ll see from our list on the cover. Coming soon, sneak peek stories!

Cabinet of Wonders: Labyrinths, Lambchops & Mariachis

From the Victor Wynd Museum of Curiosities, London 2014

Photo courtesy of the Victor Wynd Museum of Curiosities, London, 2014

web fiction reviews by Lauren Colie

Today, we redefine normal. Each of these slice-of-life accounts challenges your own reality by introducing you to someone else’s. Approach with an open mind, and you just might learn something grand.

In Libres, by Elizabeth Bear at Uncanny Magazine

“Please don’t feed the books. Some of them will beg.”

“Beg?”

“Everybody wants something,” the Librarian said. “It’s the metric for a successful story.”

What these best buddies want is a very rare book, housed deep within the library’s special collections. Eu’s adviser thinks this last source will really seal the deal on her thesis—but is it worth the journey through the shifting shelves to get it?  In this labyrinth, you really could kill yourself with your studies. Read more »