Shreds of rubber fell from the mouth of the grinder as Jay threw himself at Tyler with every skinny pound of force he could muster.
Balance
Conrad presented Izzy a paper bag with hearts drawn on it.
EVOLVE 2018
Señor Búho
Security’s on him soon as he struts through the door. Profiling ain’t right, man.
EVOLVE 2018
Sunshowers
I’ve been invited to this place despite my job, despite our looming money problems.
Rio Muerto
The river had been dry as long as I’d been in town, but the old men still sat under the palms along the riverbank and...
Making Sausage:
Fiction by Steven Schoff
Have you ever seen the parts, pieces and processes involved in making a tasty pork sausage? If not, you might want to get hold of...
You are My Brother
Fiction by Siamak Vossoughi
There was talk in the paper again, another war in the Middle East, and the men in the store knew only that here in Rafferty’s...
Winter Contest:
Winners and Finalists
Columbia Journal is delighted to announce the winners and finalists of our 2017 Winter Contest. We received an overwhelming number of submissions, and were blown...
Soft Targets
by Danner Darcleight
The men had just turned the corner when bullets screamed past, hitting the cinder block building with popping smacks of concrete dust. They scrambled for...
The Colonel’s Gift
By our scalps the soldiers dragged us into the kitchen, knocking over the table my husband had built, and told us to keep our heads...
LOVE ISSUEShort Fiction by
Alyssa Proujansky
We May Be in a Vortex of Doom, But At Least We’re in it Together by Alyssa Proujansky Andrew and I are sitting...
LOVE ISSUEThe Bruise by E.C. Messer
“Where am I to see you from now on, Madame?” he had said to her abruptly, with that strong passion which is so pleasing to...