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October 31, 2014 | Fiction

Ghost

Kevin Maloney

Two days before Halloween I caught my wife having sex with my best friend Dave in a position we’d never tried in seven years of marriage. She had a good explanation—she didn’t love me anymore. I

October 31, 2014 |

Great Moments in Cinematic Drinking: The Thing

Matt Sailor

Kurt Russell needs a moment to himself. It’s been a hard day. Night. Days? It’s hard to tell. He’s been in Antarctica so long, the days so long that they become nights, the nights so long that they

October 30, 2014 | Fiction

Nelson from The Simpsons

Roshan Abraham

Nelson stands on the corner of two major intersections in Springfield. He stands inert, periodically blinking as if waiting for something to happen to him. Cars pass by and street lights flicker on

October 29, 2014 | Poetry

Boogie Cousins

Dominic Gualco

Big Boogie, Big Boogie, after watching the way you move through the years
I bet you could dance across water and sometimes I hold my breath
when I see you twirling in the post, all 280 of you,

October 27, 2014 | Interview

The Challenge: An Interview with Litsa Dremousis on Writing about Death, Grief, and Getting Better

Matthew Simmons (@matthewjsimmons)

Here's the full disclosure: A few months ago, Kevin Sampsell from Future Tense Books contacted me to ask if I wanted to help him create and edit an eBook imprint for his mighty little

October 27, 2014 | Fiction

Vincent Peppers At The Podium

Shane Jones

Good morning. Vincent Peppers here and I just thought this day is a grave. Terrible words to have running through your head this early, but I can’t help it. I’m waiting for a scheduled 11 am

October 24, 2014 |

The Ultimate “My Child” Story: My Struggle with My Struggle, Book 2

Andrew Bomback

My daughter made pee pee in the potty, and my mother, who watches her on Wednesdays, shared a moment of pride with me before offering to do the pee pee dance, much to our collective delight. I left

October 23, 2014 | Poetry

5 Sonnets from 555

John Lowther

Discourse is a pretty forceful process, perhaps the most forceful of the superstructural processes available.
Everybody wants to be petted and nobody seems to blame me for his unusual

October 22, 2014 | Fiction

Transcript Sept. 14

Josh Mattson

Did you eat?

Yes.

There’s carrot cake with cream cheese frosting.

Oh, good. I’ll have some later.

And walnuts.

Good.

How was work?

A man in Oklahoma was googling ‘carbon

October 22, 2014 | Fiction

6 Fictions

Mel Bosworth & Ryan Ridge

Recovery

After draining the toilet I put everything in the toilet. I drank a bottle of cough syrup and went outside. The cat spoke to birds. The birds spoke to bees. The bees spoke to me. They

October 21, 2014 | Poetry

2 Poems

Alexander Tkachuk

[Idea for a picture]

A painter is painting a portrait with an observer beside him. Inside the portrait is a naked woman trying to cover herself with her arms. It may be a Portrait of Venus, or

October 20, 2014 | Nonfiction

After Michael Sam

Colette Arrand

In the summer between Michael Sam’s selection in the NFL Draft and the day he was cut, his jersey ranked as the second most popular of all rookie jerseys, behind only Johnny Manziel of the Cleveland Browns. Almost like there are gay sports fans.

October 17, 2014 |

3 More Lazy Wolf Comics

Alex Jiang

Here's your spagetti and wheat-balls. Don't worry...it won't taste bad.

October 17, 2014 | Nonfiction

Hoarding

Steve Anwyll

A few weeks ago my wife told that I have some mild hoarding tendencies.

She said she was sick of it. The thousands of marijuana roaches I'll never smoke. All the goddamned books lying

October 16, 2014 | Poetry

It’s unfair how much we allow the sun to affect our moods

Sarah Jean Alexander

It’s time to stop relying on sunsets to help move us away from tonight and into tomorrow.

October 16, 2014 | Nonfiction

I Am Grocery Shopping

Shaun Turner

I pass a woman who holds a red polka dot Christmas music box in her lap. I never see her turn the key, but as I scan the aisles for my specific things—the white balsamic vinegar, the slivers of blanched almonds—I hear Jingle Bells faintly, somewhere behind me, no matter where I am.

October 15, 2014 | Fiction

Nubbins

Charlie Griggs

Look at me.

Look at all the neat things I can do. Can you do this?

Follow me. Do like I'm doing. Put your stomach flat on the floor, then – whoa! – see what I'm doing? It's the worm. I can

October 14, 2014 |

Tusk

Sean Kilpatrick

Sometimes you have to say fuck it and cry masterpiece.

October 14, 2014 | Fiction

Debt Collecting

Beau Golwitzer

Luis was walking home from work one evening when a man stepped in front of him, blocking his way on the sidewalk.

The man was dressed in a black coat and he was wearing a tan hat.

“I have

October 13, 2014 | Poetry

A request to the new tenant

Ilan Mochari

A request to the new tenant

Walls bare but for paint & hooks, floors bare but for stains & nails,
we leave insides as we find them; yet of neighbors &

October 10, 2014 |

Life before Boyhood

Victor Freeze

I’m 23-years-old going through a mid-life crisis. Well, not quite mid-life considering I’m convinced I have less than seven years left to live. 

October 9, 2014 |

Tom Sizemore and the Heat Death of the Universe

Sean Kilpatrick

People want their maniacs explained. But there is no autopsy deft enough to expose how sensually disfigured a mind can get.

October 9, 2014 | Fiction

The New Chief of Cyclops Island Makes Five Promises

Lindsay Merbaum

The afternoon we chose the new chief of Cyclops Island, we stood in a circle at the top of the isle’s highest peak, heads drooping, as we squinted and sweated in the sun. The chief had positioned

October 8, 2014 | Poetry

3 Poems

Yasmin Belkhyr

Portrait of Toothless Girl and Dead Hare
After Claudia Cortese and Andrew Wyeth’s “Christina’s World”

Dear Christina,

Ma shot Ell in the chest on Sunday. He got a toothache right after,

October 7, 2014 | Poetry

2 Poems

Brad Efford

My Mother Reads From Her Dream Journal

I.

We—you, me, and your sisters—are in a room the size of a broom closet and you say to me What do I do with this jellyfish? and I don’t understand

October 6, 2014 | Poetry

4 Poems

Madison Langston

GIRL POWER

i’ve slept with someone who had a girlfriend
somewhere else i’ve slept with someone who
told me they loved their ex-girlfriend immediately
after sleeping together i’ve slept

October 6, 2014 | Nonfiction

Thumbs

Nicole Walker

That ability to dissociate—to look from above. You think it would make us save ourselves, seeing the planet from afar, feeling like with one hand, maybe you could fix it.  

October 3, 2014 |

Van Halen 2007-2008 Reunion Tour Black T-shirt

Jordan Wiklund

As David Lee Roth straddled a giant inflatable microphone, Alex Van Halen banged out the staccato drum opening of “Hot For Teacher.” Soon, his brother Edward Lodewijk “Eddie” Van Halen turned his

October 2, 2014 | Poetry

2 poems

Maribeth Theroux

February break

Turkish Regis Philbin traveled
to Turkey to visit his
95-year-old mother who is close to death.
So I took February off.

Close to death.  Like, close to schools
and

October 1, 2014 | Poetry

2 Poems

Jen Karetnick

Boyish Pursuits

The ocean is a junkyard of sheet metal
with headlight eyes and grillwork teeth,
wave after rusted wave dragging hood
emblems and hubcaps to and from the beach
like so