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August 3, 2023 | Fiction

Touched

Devin Jacobsen

He had lost his virginity to nothing less than the beast of the swamp.

July 19, 2023 | Fiction

American Made

Anthony Gedell

The great neon calamity of his own life exhausts him.

 

July 19, 2023 | Fiction

Fat Girls

Shannon Waite

I’m not fat exactly, not fat like an orangutan or avocado, but I’m also not thin. Not thin  like those women on commercials, with bodies like Coke bottles – all dipped and smooth, tastin’  somethin’ like cherry. I’m lumpy like expired cottage cheese.

July 17, 2023 | Fiction

Parking Lots

Seth Gannon

The currency of self-loathing is everything you’ve ever said.

July 14, 2023 | Fiction

Taste of Cherry

Joshua Vigil

Did you know emus have two sets of eyelids? One for blinking, one for dust.

July 13, 2023 | Fiction

I Wanted To Be The Dog

Nicole Sellew

Everything’s fuzzing in every direction, the flowers and the water and the stars, and the pizza is impossibly good.

July 12, 2023 | Fiction

No Such Thing As Florida

Franklin Schneider

Everything would be fine, sort of, if she could close this deal.

July 10, 2023 | Fiction

Among the Visigoths

David Nutt

There is a strength of purpose, I suppose, a fortitude and integrity, in simply admitting yourself to be a malevolent presence skulking the dingy alleyways of your own life.

July 6, 2023 | Fiction

Sami

Ramou Sarr

Most of the conversations were boring. Too many back and forths with men she either found only mild to medium attractive or so peculiarly hot that they must be bots. Too many men relating her skin color to some sort of food item.

July 5, 2023 | Fiction

Train Station, Car Ride

Jake McCabe

He produces a handgun from under the seat, displays it, points it up toward the sunroof.

July 4, 2023 | Fiction

Filial, your father said

Cameron Darc

Right away we shared amphetamines. He fed them to me to keep me awake.

June 28, 2023 | Fiction

We Were Children Once

Chelsea Catherine

We were children once, but we aren’t anymore. At least, that’s what Magda says.

June 28, 2023 | Fiction

Excerpt from 'METH-DTF'

Shane Jesse Christmass

I tell him that next year I may hang myself—that’s the funny thing about life—you never know what it’s going to throw at you.

June 22, 2023 | Fiction

The Scene Will Turn You

Garth MirĂ³

I like to hang out with models. Models, like Chip in Rent Boy, understand the “strange desires of men.” They live a life of the body.

June 20, 2023 | Fiction

The ABCs of My Drug Problem

Lee Black

S is for sponsor who you really should call.

June 19, 2023 | Fiction

Dryback

Juan Ecchi

I scrolled through lifeless, overlit live streams as my routine of cycling through the usual forums and apps began. For me, a lot of the attraction came from being able to project my desire onto a performer.

June 16, 2023 | Fiction

Girl Food

Riley Quinn Scott

I am not an ideal, couldn't be one if I tried. And I have. Many times. 

June 14, 2023 | Fiction

Motherfuckin House of Hunger

Uzodinma Okehi

and by the way, I wear jeans too, and I’ll fuck that white girl, absolutely, from the commercial, the camera trails her on the beach, she’s smiling, now she’s hiding behind her hands . . . 

June 13, 2023 | Fiction

Cosmically Forsaken

Teddy Duncan Jr.

They put her flyer on their mailboxes and look at me like she’s dead.

June 8, 2023 | Fiction

I'm Not That Girl

Frances Schnepff

He never notices my tears.

June 8, 2023 | Fiction

Public Freakout

Sydney Hirsch

Seeing a picture of my tits online didn’t bother me as much as it should have. 

June 7, 2023 | Fiction

DON'T STEP INTO MY OFFICE

David Fishkind

With snot running down my chin, weeping, I allowed myself to entertain the possibility that this key situation would go on forever.

June 2, 2023 | Fiction

Excerpt from 'Counterillumination'

Audrey Szasz

I have to believe that what I am writing — what I am living through — means something.

June 1, 2023 | Fiction

NEW LIFE: LIMA, PERU

Siel Ju

The Utah girls were already asleep. Unlike me, they were going home in a few days.

May 31, 2023 | Fiction

Opal, Opal

Marin Kosut

She started to ride by his Marigny shotgun until he came out and became her boyfriend. Her boyfriend, a chef who meets with narcotics anonymously, orchestrates impromptu dinners in the backyard of a liquor store. 

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Danielle Chelosky

Is this new relationship self-sabotage in disguise, or is it the cure?

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I thought I was unhappy as a man. Turns out I was just unhappy…

Backwardness

Garielle Lutz

Garielle's longest, most peculiar, most particularized book. A sure-to-be collector's item. Not be be missed!