Issues
The unmasked lead their gaggles of unmasked children into Target. They walk out pushing red…
MONDAY 3:27 PM MONDAY 4:13 PM MONDAY 4:20 PM MONDAY 5:01 PM ~ TUESDAY 3:18…
There’s a certain smell I associate with fall, a crispness that carries melancholy. These fleeting…
On those afternoons when I feel most fraught, broke as a joke, I breathe with the trees. Yes,…
“I gift you two worlds, this dance, this arrival to yourself regardless of the thousand…
We moved into the first floor apartment on Palmetto Street in Bushwick, Brooklyn in the…
I think sometimes writers conflate short stories with small stories. Stories have to be focused and quick, critics seem to suggest. But what I love about short stories is just how big they can be within a small space. How they can implicate everybody while being about somebody. The stories in this issue of Aster(ix) are big stories told in small spaces, by writers from all over the world.