The Intercollegiate Literary Magazine

Short Stories

Noir From The Underground

(University of Southern California)

I entered the room inconspicuously, sticking as close to the walls as I could. Whether or not I like it, and I most certainly do like it, I need to be invisible.

Family Dinner

By Charlotte Milliken

I don’t know how long I’ve been sitting here, waiting to eat. You remark that it won’t be much longer, that I must learn how to be patient.

We take up space without acknowledging ever having done so—embarrassed to be spotted in the fray. So finding myself on this gray bus on this gray day should be the grandest torture I have in store. It should be.

Okeus Gets The Last Word

By Russell James

WHEN THE WHITE FACES arrived on the shores of The River, beaching their longboats on the sand, and staring to the deep thickets of woods where they knew not that we were hiding, we were not surprised. Had the great Okeus not foretold us of their coming? Did we not make offerings of blood, deer suet, and tobacco to protect us from this tide?

Fred the Llama Astronaut

By Bobby Becker

(Tulane University)

But while Fred’s life was happy and safe, Deep down, he yearned to go to space.

No Coffee?

By Charlie Fies