Fiction on Vice

  • The Mare

    To feel so much through something I was not part of was, of course, lonely. I began to wonder if it had been a mistake not to have children, to wonder what would’ve happened if I’d met Paul when I was younger. The third time we had sex, he said, “I want to make you pregnant.” It was too late. Full story

  • Jailbait

    She met Jack at a party her stepmom was throwing for her dad. She was sitting alone in the corner, bored, when Jack sat next to her. He was wearing a suit without a tie and nice shoes. His eyes were a deep, obvious blue, like hers, and his hair was light brown. He looked young an… Full story

  • Miami

    Morgan had been working for six months now at Mr. Rolle’s Photography Shop, located on the left side of the Colony Hotel, away from the 100-foot pool and cabanas and rooms, down the broken escalator, at the end of a long line of average souvenir stores. Full story

  • Forked River Roadside Shrine, South Jersey

    As soon as the news came of “Kevie Orr, dead at Lenape Point,” they got together, at my house. Hugging one another, crying and wailing. Some of them were hysterical, and fainting like Chloe would do, and my mom looking stunned like she’d been hit over the head with a mallet… Full story

  • A Ghost Story

    Since the incident, I did not drink, due to a court order. Occasionally, however, I drank with my mother in small amounts, or alone at a place around the corner. I confessed this to Edward. I said, “Earlier tonight I had wine with my mother. Generally I don’t enjoy drinking wine… Full story

  • The VICE Reader

    An Excerpt from Tao Lin's 'Taipei'

    Over the past month or so we've been publishing a whole slew of iPhone photos Tao Lin took on a recent visit to Taipei, the place from which his new novel takes its title. Pictures are all well and good (and we'll be publishing another batch of them tomorrow), but to give you a r… Full story

  • Pen Pals

    HardWhite and Harry Potter

    Harry Potter was fresh from the world and had a sickness to feed. The weakling fiend probably hated everything right now, but mostly he hated that his drug was gone. All Harry Potter will want is to get high and the boys are about to swarm on him. Little white wizards get no play… Full story

  • The VICE Reader

    Sort by Kind

    The VICE Reader is a series in which we publish original fiction—mostly. We will also feature the occasional poem, essay, book review, diary entry, Graham Greene-style dream-diary entry, Zemblan fable, letter to the editor, letter to a fictional character, and anything else that… Full story

  • Thought and Memory

    Back in 2008, when my first novel, 'A Tree Grows in Baghdad,' came out, my publisher sent me on a West Coast tour. Sometimes folks came out in droves, sometimes they didn’t. It was great to see my public, regardless. I found I liked signing books. I must have shaken a thousand ha… Full story

  • Anton Chekhov Versus Jeffrey Dahmer

    For some reason I think about the cannibalistic serial killer Jeffrey Dahmer every time someone mentions Anton Chekhov, a forefather of the contemporary short story. I can’t help but want to draw them out, to put them together in a cage and watch their brains bump. And so the oth… Full story