Disturb the Universe Magazine

Philip Barnes looked upon his class fondly, for they were pure, untouched, and unmired by society. As he sat down, his focus was inherently ...

I keep thinking about the time in high school when you drew me a map of the city, I still have it somewhere. It was so easy to get lost in a...

at a certain point: a fulcrum – a life is lived and life then continues to be lived. -- DS Maolalai has been described by one editor as ...

The swimming lessons I never took taught me a healthy fear of water, which only quenched my distrust of the land further, forcing me to dive...

My nightmare-man comes SO LOUD; he comes often, bores me and collects my wrist cuts- oh he cuts, he cuts, HE CUTS Promises me I’m in the bla...

It was a rain swept afternoon, Where a sudden downpour creates a white noise, As if the programme you were engrossed in Has come to an abrup...

here comes the rain the hollow ache of an upcoming dystopian winter hope was slain on the side of the yellow brick road any fool could see i...