Door by Evelyn Hampton
The path ended a little after darkness had settled over everything. “This is where I end, too,” Toby Douglas said. “I’ll leave you, and you’ll go on alone. Keep going until you reach a door—it’s inevitable that you will. Everyone I bring over the ridge eventually reaches it. When you get to the door, knock.... Read More
Open Call for Submissions: Vestiges_00: Ex-Stasis
Black Sun Lit is now accepting submissions for our first issue of Vestiges, Ex-Stasis. As literature feels an increasing need to justify itself, its relationship with beauty becomes ever more tenuous. The preoccupation with literature’s usefulness has severed its connection with the gratuitous and the unproductive, with terror and reckless eros—in short, with the realm... Read More