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Abacus of Self-Improvement photo
January 31, 2017 | Fiction

Abacus of Self-Improvement

Ursula Villarreal-Moura

Quit telling your coworkers that you dreamt them last night.

Today photo
January 30, 2017 | Poetry

Today

Isaac Pickell

you wore a shirt with balloons on it, drank whiskey, stood in front of a mirror, had violent ideation

Book Report: Based on a True Story: A Memoir by Norm Macdonald photo
January 30, 2017 | Dispatches

Book Report: Based on a True Story: A Memoir by Norm Macdonald

Steve Anwyll

I came at reading this book as I do most things. Like a fool. I expected what... more

The Death of Ferdinand de Saussure photo
January 29, 2017 | Sunday Comics

The Death of Ferdinand de Saussure

LK James

Two Poems photo
January 27, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Anika Prakash

She says she had a dream about bodies packed together, blue & bruised & left to bleed. 

Lana del Rey / Mary Tyler Moore: A Review of Friendship photo
January 26, 2017 | Nonfiction

Lana del Rey / Mary Tyler Moore: A Review of Friendship

Amanda Goldblatt

In memory, we wanted to repost this gem from 2014 by Amanda Goldblatt that used Mary Tyler Moore as a lens to become a "review of friendship."

The Weight photo
January 26, 2017 | Nonfiction

The Weight

Lauren Grabowski

As a houseguest, I sucked. I acted like I was doing them a favor by living there, but in reality I would have been destitute without their hospitality.

if i die bury me at the ymca photo
January 25, 2017 | Poetry

if i die bury me at the ymca

Angie Sijun Lou

every day i go to the ymca & think about
my problems. 

"You look like you're trying to write the Great American Novel, which makes me want to barf": An Interview with Kevin Wilson  photo
January 24, 2017 | Interview

"You look like you're trying to write the Great American Novel, which makes me want to barf": An Interview with Kevin Wilson 

Aaron Burch

I've... more

Two Poems photo
January 24, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Alison Stine

if I could re-wire myself I would
start again a blank heart with no pictures

Two Poems photo
January 23, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Kristen Brida

In high school I hid headless
barbie dolls under my bed

Who you were meant to be photo
January 22, 2017 | Sunday Comics

Who you were meant to be

Anthony Veasna So

Two Poems photo
January 20, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Emily Present

i bought an essay with someone else’s money when i was 23
just to feel what it was like to steal words
it was the sickest i’ve ever been

Stories At The Table photo
January 19, 2017 | Fiction

Stories At The Table

Eric Barnes

“They were getting ‘the talk,’” Carmen says, pausing dramatically, “and in walks a huge nurse wearing a robe.”

Feel No Ways photo
January 18, 2017 | Fiction

Feel No Ways

Sara McGrath

Looking back, the efforts we made were desperate. We took walks. In bed, he fed me grapes; chilled, out of the refrigerator. We took... more

Two Poems photo
January 18, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Molly McGinnis

The moon is small and perfectly cut.
Blinking between trees like the cursor
you used on your middle school blog.

You Would Even Say It Glowed photo
January 17, 2017 | Nonfiction

You Would Even Say It Glowed

Adam Armstrong

Later that evening, when confronted about my absence, I told her that my grandfather said I looked sick and should go home. His senility always made him my reliable scapegoat.

Three Poems photo
January 16, 2017 | Poetry

Three Poems

Brian Laidlaw

Miracles come more seldom now.
It’s satellite interference.

The Greasy Strangler photo
January 16, 2017 | movie reviews

The Greasy Strangler

Sean Kilpatrick

Ribbit

HInterland Transmissions: L'Ombre de la bête photo
January 13, 2017 | Nonfiction

HInterland Transmissions: L'Ombre de la bête

Steve Anwyll

...the products we couldn't get here. They'd come home with stories of innocent smiles given to bored border guards while they wore two pairs of jeans under three dresses. The trunk of their car filled with Cherry Coke and flavours of chips we couldn't comprehend. Cheap rum. Meat. Cigarettes. Electronics. 

Three Poems photo
January 13, 2017 | Poetry

Three Poems

CL Bledsoe & Michael Gushue

In the far-flung depths of the future, historians
will look back to this day and say, "This
is where it all went wrong."

Thing I Didn’t Write About Whoppers and How You Broke My Heart photo
January 12, 2017 | Food & Drink

Thing I Didn’t Write About Whoppers and How You Broke My Heart

Tara Atkinson

This was the “Year of the Whopper”:          
I ate a Whopper.
I ate a Whopper.
You dumped me.

In a Valley of Violence photo
January 12, 2017 | movie reviews

In a Valley of Violence

Sean Kilpatrick

Going big on tsk tsk.

Three Poems photo
January 11, 2017 | Poetry

Three Poems

Shelley Whitaker

There’s something about a horse that floats.
Watch her neck hover over the half-door
of a stall, or her sunlit backside rise

Two Poems photo
January 10, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Zara Sedore-Mallin

my brain is on fire
so i can tell by the colors
that winter is coming

In Silhouette photo
January 10, 2017 | Fiction

In Silhouette

Mehdi M. Kashani

My perverse compassion had destroyed all traces of a once-in-a-lifetime trip. 

Wild Unknown Country photo
January 9, 2017 | Nonfiction

Wild Unknown Country

Kait Heacock

Everything is cosmically predestined when you are stoned. She put off the trip as long as she could, eating three-day old pasta out of Tupperware. This is what they mean by mind-numbing. This is some strong shit.

Three Poems photo
January 9, 2017 | Poetry

Three Poems

Tasha Coryell

Benjamin Franklin’s wife rubbed his paper fingers all over her body, saying, "I’ve got you now, Sweet Baby, I’ve got you now.” 

We Got It From Here... Thank You 4 Your Service photo
January 7, 2017 | Jukebox Happy Hour

We Got It From Here... Thank You 4 Your Service

Harold Stallworth

A Tribe Called Quest We Got It From Here... Thank You 4 Your Service Released: November 11,... more

Near Nature, Near Perfect photo
January 6, 2017 | Fiction

Near Nature, Near Perfect

Sean Towey

Do you remember everything I said last night? she asked. 

You mean do I remember you crying and saying you loved me?