Issue #49

Winter 2014 | February 1, 2014

In this Issue:

The Garden of Shattered Porcelain
by Andrew Fowler

locomotive and cup
"When I first walked into the garden of shattered porcelain, it was a day in early spring when the snow has melted in all but the darkest patches of shade, but the first green shoots have not yet appeared. Last autumn's rot covered everything in a brown film, papery when dry, gummy when wet." Read more...

Mental Misadjustment by Amélie Olaiz

coffee grinder
"I could have woken up fifteen years older, as a man instead of a woman, or with someone else's face, like Juliette Binoche's, at least, but no, what was happening to me looked like nothing I had seen in the movies. My situation was troubling: the walls of my home had become like milk jelly." Read more...

Four Stories by JP Briggs


horse and cup
"My wife and I were attending a parent-teacher conference for our eleven-year-old son. Everything was fine. His teacher had only glowing things to say about him, and we felt secure in knowing he was home with the babysitter at that very moment doing his homework." Read more...

A Dedicated Spy by Andy Lee Parker

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"The woman currently known as Elinor is a dedicated spy, so dedicated, in fact, that her real name is unknown even to her. Her true identity is out of the question." Read more...

The Radiant City by Fredric Mitchem

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"The Radiant City. All roads lead from it. The highways of pleasure; take the coach that's soft." Read more...

Suspicion by Ken Poyner

bicycle cart
"I have had that pen since I was a child. It is my favorite pen. I've filled it with new cartridges more times than I can remember: and who does that these days? Pens now are as disposable as the words written with them." Read more...

About Our Coffee and Other Fare

Please Note: All of the coffee served at The Irreal Cafe is fair trade, organic, shade-grown and not real. All of the food served at The Irreal Cafe is organic, vegan, locally sourced and not real. See "At Our Cafe" for more about what we would serve at The Irreal Cafe and how we would serve it if there were an Irreal Cafe.