All That I Left Behind (We Are)

L.S. Johnson’s chilling tale of pyschological horror is a seasonal gift from all of us at The Fabulist to you, the hapless reader. Happy Halloween!

A marriage of cats

Extravagance, vanity, disruption and the dreary fascinations of would-be celebrity weddings are revealed as essentially absurd in poet Tim Xonnelly’s abstruse contribution to The Fabulist.

The Sitting

Steve Gilmartin’s “The Sitting” is an unsettling experience of artistic objectification and being an alien in your own skin.

Three Tales for the Headless Child

Matthew F. Amati freely references Grimm, but then puts those timeworn tales through the postmodern/post-context wringer. The results are absurd, disturbed, gleefully unhinged, and inclined to wordplay.

Origins

Sadie Hoagland’s brings us a magic-realist tumble into a life of painful fragments, transformed by yearning, and frozen in a moment.

Lead Into Gold

Liana Kapelke-Dale, explores sweetly feverish inversions of fairy tale endings, and is always seeking liberation, in her poem “Lead Into Gold.”