Stumble fiction & photography
Day Shift: By Traci Moore
The river-rock driveway crunches under your tires. You stop, punch the Plymouth into park, and push open the heavy car door. A blanket of ivy smothers the side of the house. You want to yank it all down, but you know beneath the leaves thousands of tiny fingers cling to the brick. You cross step-stones [...]
Photographer: John Rudolph
John Rudolph is a graphic designer living in Stamford, Connecticut. He graduated from Syracuse University with a degree in Communications Design. John’s photography explores the contemporary suburban landscape and human interaction with it. He is often most interested in the places people pay least attention to. It is there – in the spaces in between [...]
Down on One Knee: By Kim Farleigh
A long queue led to the centre court, this after a three-hour wait outside the arena, other courts’ roaring crowds provoking: Should I go to another court? Is this waiting worth it? People sat when the queue was stationary, leaping up when it finally moved. Rapacity, like red fiery shadows, burned under the queue’s grey, [...]
Yet Another History of Raindrops: By Rich Ives
1. For years now I’ve been afraid of trees, and as a result, our children are broken. We need a little known story, and we need a carpenter. We need something to tell the story with and something to hammer it into its various portions. And because I move so slowly, nearly petrified, through the [...]
Oblivious: By Adalena Kavanagh
A harried-looking woman gripped a microphone like a weapon and approached Henry to ask if she could interview him about the El Niño effect. He told her sure, he didn’t mind. She explained that scientists attributed the unusual weather patterns they were experiencing to ocean currents called El Niño. She gestured toward the rain gusting [...]
Which Way to the Climax: By M. Menachem Kaiser
This one girl, yeah, she sold me stories. When I say story, I don’t mean a fluffy, follow-me story, where it starts good and gets rough and there’s an awakening, a sparkle of redemption, and all comes full circle and everything’s sunshine and grass and happy, or it’s sad and significant—difference’s lost on me. No, [...]
Thank You for Running from the Police: By Nick Sawatsky
You who I imagine in a ski hat and camo cargo shorts, I gotta say thanks. You who had to of been lighting up that night, thank you. It must have been awful dark ducking between the limbs, the outstretched things that might have become other things if you had the chance to drag some [...]
Photographer: Matteo Musci
Matteo Musci was born and raised in Milan, Italy. After a couple of years, in the late 90′s, working as art-director in a big ad agency he began shooting as a professional photographer and founded zona13 studio. As photographer for zona13 he has worked all over Europe for a notable amount of ad agencies. In [...]
Praise Day at Night: By Eric Magnuson
The leather steering wheel never twists left nor right. The four loitering eyes search for movement ahead. Any anything ahead: a jackknifed truck, crumbling oases, the hoped-for weed or squirrel squelched beneath the tire. None of it materializes—only the asphalt mirages they’ve hurtled toward since noon. They don’t mention them anymore, Alex and Malfez. Not [...]
