"Visiting Writer" by John Tait Winner of the Gival Press Short Story

John Tait Wins the Gival Press Short Story Award-2024

Rebecca Claire Brooks The Roar of the Foley Artists Ari had just learned from the rabbi that the Jews had a concept of the afterlife and...

The Kennebunk Correction by Aaron Tillman When my head hammered the hard plastic tail of the cat’s ass magnet on the side of our...

My Pompeii by Leah Eichler “Is Betty Simkovits your maiden name? Do you know a Bayla Simkovits? Her brother was Dovid.” The text came in...

Jackson Heights by Vikram Ramakrishnan The man hated the cold. That he forgot his beanie at the woman’s apartment annoyed him. After they...

Efimera by A. J. Rodriguez Tío Albert’s hand on my shoulder wakes me from the haze of the nap I’d fallen into. My ass is parked on a...

The Resistence by Joan G. Gurfield France. February, 1943 The train lurched to a start. Vivvie grabbed onto the seat and then settled...

More Cousin's Club Than Country by Rochelle Distelheim Jerusalem My friend lost her hair many years before I lost my country. In both...

Pidgin by Elaine C. Ray Our youngest daughter, 10-year-old Desiree, comes into the bedroom, urinal in hand. "Good morning, Daddy" she...

The Constellation of Scorpio by Julyan Peard The Constellation of Scorpio by Julyan Peard. I. Frances Serena Huxtable San Esteban...

Linkage by Steven J. Cahill Harlan never knew what his brother had under the hood. Always something new. Hotter plugs. Bigger carburetor...

All the Obvious Reasons by Lynn Stegner What you heard were the hooves of the three horses with the mule at the end clattering through...

Void by Karenmary Penn Iris returned from work to discover her husband Cropper, still dressed in his brown uniform, sitting in the...

The Music She Will Never Hear by Kristin FitzPatrick On the way to the mine, the historian lets Jace control the radio, if there are any...

Fat Tails by Daniel Degnan One by one I grab the salmon as they wriggle, spit, hiss – some with fins ripped off from their struggle in...

I-95 Southbound by Perry Glasser The day starts bad, then gets worse. Who should be surprised? Not yet 7:00 AM, too far from home, Geist...

Water by Tin Johnston She was a good sleeper, a dependable sleeper, but that night Charlotte woke up with her heart whumping, like a...

Better Times by Mark Wisniewski There were at least thirty hornets in my medicine chest, which my landlord insisted I keep closed until...

Harvest Cycle by Marie Holmes Cassie found her announcement one day on the medical students’ board. It was the first flier of hundreds...