No More Coffee is a zine of fiction for people who stay up too late. Stories like these are how I get the black bile out of my system, so to speak. Alex and I agreed to do a fiction split not knowing how morose it would end up, but we’re on similar wavelengths, I guess. I’m still writing fiction because I love it and because I’m too scared to write about my own life, but even if these stories never happened, the people in them did. ‘Photographs of the Dead’ is about what the residents of a suburban apartment complex doesn’t know about their neighbors. ‘Exit 121’ is about an impetuous woman living at a truck stop. The untitled story is about Sunday breakfast at a diner.