Tint Journal

Short Story

Dust

by Olga Ruchina

I am an archive of suffering. I’m 25 years old. Ancient, by our standards. Most of us live a week or two, maybe a few months if they’re lucky enough ...read the full piece

Short Story

Deda and Baba Forever. A Diptych.

by Mark Budman

One part of this story, “An Occurrence at Owl Creek Farm,” was originally published in a slightly different version in Moon City Review. I. A ...read the full piece

Flash Fiction

Papanca

by Pamela Smith

It’s two in the morning, and she’s in the bathroom, bleach coats the floor, thick, suffocating.It spreads like a blanket no one ever asked for.The ...read the full piece

Essay

Algorithmic Womanhood

by Paulina Jarantewicz

I don’t remember when I stopped looking at my body and started auditing it. It happens at 6 a. m. now, still in bed, before my eyes have fully opened. ...read the full piece

Flash Nonfiction

The Malwiya

by Amro Alkado

“Wisalna lo ba’ad? Ba’ad ishwiya lil cha’ab!” we chanted in unison. — “Are we there yet or not? Just a little further to go!” The minibus rattled ...read the full piece

Essay

The Sleeping Fox

by Francesca Chiari

In a 2013 report, the Department for Environment, Food and Rural Affairs, estimated around 430,000 red foxes living in the United Kingdom, mostly in ...read the full piece

Poetry

X-humation

by Athena Melliar

A docupoem (Sestina) Shall we walk? I’ll be your guide here, in the most chthonian rooms, stanze of dei morti — dead you’ll ever be: Follow me through ...read the full piece