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Is This It photo
August 1, 2017 | Jukebox Happy Hour

Is This It

William Ste. Marie

This album feels like rain; like those moments when you are half asleep in bed reviewing the day.

Two Stories photo
July 31, 2017 | Fiction

Two Stories

Matt Naylor

The bank took the car but they didn't take my legs, so this morning I stole the neighbor kid's bike and pedaled into town. 

SLAB II photo
July 29, 2017 | Fiction

SLAB II

Big Bruiser Dope Boy

At dawn on Saturday, our powerlifting group arrived at the locker room to try on singlets.

Midwest Dirt photo
July 28, 2017 | Hobart Photo Stories

Midwest Dirt

Nathan Pearce

 

Welcome to Hobart Photo Stories, a one stop shop for photos that will excite the brain, the eye and the heart (bonus points to... more

This Is My Body photo
July 27, 2017 | Fiction

This Is My Body

KC Mead-Brewer

Dipping a finger into the little tub of pink polish, Jade struggled to focus on her sacristan duties: polish all the silver for the Sunday Eucharist—two wine chalices, two patens for bread, and one slotted spoon. 

Spiderman: Homecoming / Valerian: City of a Thousand Planets / Wonder Woman photo
July 25, 2017 | movie reviews

Spiderman: Homecoming / Valerian: City of a Thousand Planets / Wonder Woman

Sean Kilpatrick

Enemas blastin!

Three Poems photo
July 24, 2017 | Poetry

Three Poems

Brandon Freels

Lying next to her, I wrote the last chapter of the Bible and surrounded our bed with Doritos.

Fjäder photo
July 23, 2017 | Sunday Comics

Fjäder

Benjamin Brandenburg

Two Poems photo
July 20, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Vincent Poturica

through the hole in / your Reeboks I contemplate our future.

Sock Factory photo
July 19, 2017 | Fiction

Sock Factory

Greg Chandler

First of all I want to thank you for accepting my friend request.  Out of all our graduating class of 1992, you were the only one to do so.  

Two Poems photo
July 18, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

William Ward Butler

Just This Morning

A New Jersey train derails and crushes the station.
I wake slow, make coffee on the other side of the... more

What I Think About When I Hear "Take Me Home, Country Roads" photo
July 17, 2017 | Nonfiction

What I Think About When I Hear "Take Me Home, Country Roads"

Sara Schaff

The summer I dated a painter I did not love, I modeled sometimes for a retired professor's drawing class. 

Baby Driver / The Bad Batch / The Beguiled photo
July 14, 2017 | movie reviews

Baby Driver / The Bad Batch / The Beguiled

Sean Kilpatrick

Tampopo!

The Bends photo
July 13, 2017 | Nonfiction

The Bends

Tracy Haack

I lift my knees to walk in flippers, grab a glass of water in the kitchen before high-stepping my way back to the living room where Joe and I have dinner in front of the television.

Two Poems photo
July 12, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

A.M. O'Malley

I said to the / ceiling fan / I am here / to break / the sadness.

New Miserable Experience photo
July 11, 2017 | Jukebox Happy Hour

New Miserable Experience

Lanny Durbin

New Miserable Experience
Gin Blossoms
Label: A&M
Released: August 4th, 1992
Length: 45:02

 

When I... more

Four Poems photo
July 10, 2017 | Poetry

Four Poems

Joseph Grantham

most of the time / i am / bored and warm

Screen Memories photo
July 9, 2017 | Sunday Comics

Screen Memories

Erica Kanesaka Kalnay

A Few Thoughts While Shaving photo
July 7, 2017 | Nonfiction

A Few Thoughts While Shaving

Kristen Millares Young

It’s getting harder and harder to shave my pussy, let alone the tight star of my asshole.

such good photo
July 6, 2017 | Poetry

such good

Chris Barton

such good

I push a cloud out of my head
and stretch my ankle
I move forward like a spherical knife
not actively trying to... more

Pierrot On The Futon photo
July 5, 2017 | Fiction

Pierrot On The Futon

Derick Dupre

I was a mess at every sunrise. The door winked at me, the comb was losing teeth.

dimanche le 20 mai 2017 photo
July 5, 2017 | Dispatches

dimanche le 20 mai 2017

Steve Anwyll

1.

I cut through the small park. Come out the other side. As soon as I do I feel eyes on me. I look up from the... more

Sad Clowns & Hillbillies photo
July 4, 2017 | Jukebox Happy Hour

Sad Clowns & Hillbillies

Micah Ling

I was still in diapers when American Fool was released, so by the time I made my way to Indiana for college, it was already a classic. And it’s not until you live in Indiana—in small-town Indiana—that you feel Johnny Cougar Mellencamp in your veins.

Three Poems photo
July 3, 2017 | Poetry

Three Poems

Kaleigh Spollen

blm land

this belt of the nation feels equally
bible and rust and sun, where
mute billboards offer us
teeth cleaning for... more

I Am Whole, I Am Whole photo
June 30, 2017 | Poetry

I Am Whole, I Am Whole

Caleb Curtiss

I started watering the houseplants on a regular basis—this

after watching the dead multiply for the years I spent watering... more

An Interview with Brian Booker photo
June 30, 2017 | Interview

An Interview with Brian Booker

Michael Deagler

The term “unreliable narrator” was first coined in 1961 by the critic Wayne C. Booth, and since then it has become... more

Suggestions for Tinder Experiments We Could Conduct Together  photo
June 29, 2017 | Poetry

Suggestions for Tinder Experiments We Could Conduct Together 

Tyler Friend

Let’s create fake accounts and try to seduce each other. 

Carl "The Monolith" Reinhardt  photo
June 28, 2017 | Fiction

Carl "The Monolith" Reinhardt 

TJ Fuller

I used to part masses. To wade through throngs of children cheering. Boogie would press play on the cassette, and I’d come through the crowd instead of take the aisle. I’d roll on the trampoline and stand above a field of pumping fists. 

Cymbals Eat Guitars  photo
June 27, 2017 | Jukebox Happy Hour

Cymbals Eat Guitars 

Matthew Mastricova

And so even though my flight was the next morning and my phone was dying and I had neither a charger nor anyone else’s phone number written down, I went to the show, alone.

Security Breeds Stagnation photo
June 26, 2017 | Fiction

Security Breeds Stagnation

Emily Pavick

I call that year my wandering year or my train station year or my year of the lucky rat year. It was 1996 and I was pregnant with my first child, Boris––born with a strong heart, Boris.