Read the storyThe best microfiction walks a precarious tightrope between prose poetry and storytelling. Teeter too far to one side and you end up with flights of pure language and metaphor, possibly beautiful, but a better fit for a poetry chapbook. Too far to the other and you’ve compressed a story into a tiny...

Lots of exciting things are happening in the background here, hence the lack of (and tardiness of) rounds-ups—so we are going straight into the goodness.The first thing I wanted to call out is two new features on Foofaraw...First, we started publishing New Yorker-style cartoons, kicking things off with this one from...

Read Ramona’s story, On the way to forever, on Foofaraw now!Why a centipede?I had considered other animals for Annika to turn into, like a bear or a wolf. Something more in line with a typical fairy tale story. But I thought the visual of her turning into a centipede would be more interesting and it would allow her...

They kiss, and for the first time in forever, Annika allows herself to hope. The prince has slain the witch responsible for her misery, saving her from a cruel fate. All that remains is to break the curse with true love’s kiss. But when she pulls back, there’s no grand display of light or purging of black magic....

—Ellie Black

Back when I had a record player. HSS-CRCK-POP!“No!” my little sister shouts. It's her room and she's scared. “Last one,” I lie, cross-legged on a Garfield-colored rag rug. I can't listen alone. Because of the nightmares.The yellow-orange Fisher-Price record arm surfs vinyl. MONSTER SERIES, POWER RECORDS. All caps....

Read David’s story, Par for the course, on Foofaraw now!Do you think DiAngelo ever manages to make it off traffic duty in Ivory Bluffs?In the universe I’ve created, which is a barely exaggerated version of our own world, DiAngelo will never make it off traffic duty. Detective Pound is a bigoted buffoon and will...

The Ivory Bluffs Police Station thrusts into the clear blue sky, white and ramrod straight, gleaming under the Arizona sun. I always stand a little taller walking up these steps. At home, I’m just another schlub—mowing the lawn, folding the laundry, sweating over the grill. But here, I don’t carry groceries. I carry...

I do not know with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones!”—Albert EinsteinThose goddamn aliens ruined everything. We had everything lined up, from artillery and nukes to a few experimental weapons that would’ve made one hell of a bang, if nothing else....

Quick reminder our second novelette came out on the first! Go get it! Or you'll have bad luck for seven years.Faceless by Ellie Montemayora 44-page print novelettefoofarawfoofarawThis weeks story from Gio Clairval captures the feeling of self-isolation—whether due to living a solitary life of an artist, or I'm sure...

Man is a good man.Calls his parents once a week.Let a stranger use his metrocard.Got his doorman a gift card to Macys.He isn’t even rich.But he’s comfortable.Gives to charities he believes in.On the board of a not-for-profit. A good one too.Volunteers at a braille library.When he talks to you you have his full...

Read Gio's story, Filbert, on Foofaraw now!Is this story a metaphor for depression?It can be read that way but, to me, Filbert is the seduction of retreat: the part of the self that offers relief through isolation, and asks for a bigger and bigger share of your life in exchange. The light in the story is not...