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Two Poems photo
March 30, 2018 | Poetry

Two Poems

Lisa Favicchia

The Beaches Are Made of Fish Bone Here

and Candlewood Lake used to be a town, dragged away by Barnum... more

Two Poems  photo
March 29, 2018 | Poetry

Two Poems 

Sara Sutterlin

Feels impossible
like trying to slice
a tomato with the
Wrong Knife
like trying to heal
with the Wrong Love

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I am the... more

Last Meal photo
March 28, 2018 | Fiction

Last Meal

Vicki Patschke

“It’s time to choose,” the prison warden gruffly informed the man on death row. 

Cleaning photo
March 27, 2018 | Fiction

Cleaning

Glen Pourciau

On my way to somewhere else, I happen to pass my ex-boyfriend Rob’s apartment, months since I’ve seen him, but he’s been showing up in my sleep recently, making me roll and grumble.

Soundtrack to Ugliness photo
March 27, 2018 | Jukebox Happy Hour

Soundtrack to Ugliness

Rani Neutill

Picture this: It’s 2004. I’m living in Berkeley, California. I swear I am a cool girl. I’m dating a rapper who has had some success. He’s got massive dreadlocks that differentiate him from everyone.

Two Poems photo
March 26, 2018 | Poetry

Two Poems

Angelo Maneage

Catch fire overtaking

I GOT NOTHING      I HAVE / NOTHING     I HAVE

CHLAMYDIA I GOT... more

DUALITIES: an Interview with Jason Phoebe Rusch photo
March 23, 2018 | Interview

DUALITIES: an Interview with Jason Phoebe Rusch

Elizabeth Ellen

I was really into R.L. Stine’s Goosebumps and Fear Street series, the Sweet Valley High series, Harry Potter ...

Three Poems photo
March 23, 2018 | Poetry

Three Poems

Jason Phoebe Rusch

Ritual for a Lover

Monitor your calorie intake,
shear off your spare tire,
huff over the... more

This is Saturday photo
March 22, 2018 | Fiction

This is Saturday

Leonora Desar

That’s what your parents say when they come in with their Santa suits. But it’s not Saturday. It’s Tuesday. It’s time to go to school.

John McNally Interview photo
March 21, 2018 | Interview

John McNally Interview

Bryan Furuness

If I could purchase a lifetime subscription to a living author’s work, I’d subscribe to John McNally. His fiction is engaging... more

Summer photo
March 20, 2018 | Fiction

Summer

Jenny Wu

I’ve been shipped off to spend the summer with my uncle in Beijing. There is my face in the computer’s reflective meniscus, watching his stocks.

Two Poems photo
March 19, 2018 | Poetry

Two Poems

Alain Ginsberg

so of course let it greet you fully in the face of your body
and tackle that which sent it into the dust
and rejoice that a body can chill and still chill back.

Lucky Numbers photo
March 16, 2018 | Fiction

Lucky Numbers

Cavin Bryce

At the age of sixteen I worked a job digging holes. Sometimes it was ditches, other times it was retention ponds.The work was as hard as... more

Portrait Hall Palimpsest: Storied Houses photo
March 16, 2018 | Nonfiction

Portrait Hall Palimpsest: Storied Houses

Kierstin Bridger

Canvas after canvas I see my life in scenes the artist cannot know.

No-Bull Bourbon: Knob Creek photo
March 15, 2018 | No Bull Bourbon Reviews

No-Bull Bourbon: Knob Creek

Christopher Newgent

I lost track of Ben while I was married. Seven years. I hadn’t seen Ben in 7 years. Ben refers to those years as my... more

Three poems photo
March 15, 2018 | Poetry

Three poems

Erik Kennedy

I fear being buried alive, but I insist on being buried when I'm dead.

Maggie and Her Gusto photo
March 14, 2018 | Fiction

Maggie and Her Gusto

Oliver Zarandi

We agreed to meet in a bar known as the ‘anus of the city.’ It had terrible lighting which obscured its ugly regulars. The regulars had heads like onions with names like Fred, Harry, Deborah, Henrietta. Years of drinking had withered their necks to the size of cocktail sticks and I didn’t pity them because I liked hating them.

on obsession, cigarettes, Chanel bar soap, C. E. Morgan and winter precipitation: an interview with Leesa Cross-Smith photo
March 13, 2018 | Interview

on obsession, cigarettes, Chanel bar soap, C. E. Morgan and winter precipitation: an interview with Leesa Cross-Smith

Elizabeth Ellen

Kentucky is chill and for the most part, doesn't try to be something it's not. I feel that way abt myself tbh.

Self-guided tours photo
March 13, 2018 | Poetry

Self-guided tours

Lacey Rowland

Self-guided tour: Exhibit #9 from the National Museum of Broken Marriages

A medium says to channel the late wife through... more

All Women photo
March 12, 2018 | Fiction

All Women

Rachel Gray

She liked to take care of me and I let her. “Sorry about the bread,” she said, handing me a full plate. “It got soggy.”

We ate in the... more

Hinterland Transmissions: All The Makings Of A Real Bad Day photo
March 9, 2018 | Dispatches

Hinterland Transmissions: All The Makings Of A Real Bad Day

Steve Anwyll

Then I hear it. Loud as the train coming into the station. Fuckinragabagagrrahfuuck. Ah ha. Of course. The unmistakable call of the down and out drunk.

10.10.12 photo
March 9, 2018 | Poetry

10.10.12

Jeanine Walker

Whatever: molecules transform / and become part of my arms, my legs—that’s cool.

The Places That Hurt: An Interview with Elle Nash photo
March 8, 2018 | Interview

The Places That Hurt: An Interview with Elle Nash

Lauren Grabowski

When I was twelve or thirteen my grandmother gave me a book by art historian and occultist Fred Gettings about the tarot. My grandmother really helped foster my imagination about magic.

glossary of coping mechanisms photo
March 7, 2018 | Poetry

glossary of coping mechanisms

Jessica Morey-Collins

Glass of Water—

Selves rasp against each other. Mother's little bucket of wisdom tipped over; teacher's sweet girl has... more

Chen Chen Interview photo
March 7, 2018 | Interview

Chen Chen Interview

Daniel Pieczkolon

Most of the time, I am skeptical of the notion that a writer can find his or her voice.  I warn my first-year students against... more

Why I Won't Work At The Mill photo
March 6, 2018 | Fiction

Why I Won't Work At The Mill

Nicholas Rys

The main thing about washing dishes at Ronny’s Café is I can come into work pretty fucked up and no one seems to notice—least of all Todd. 

Wonderful Wonderful photo
March 6, 2018 | Jukebox Happy Hour

Wonderful Wonderful

James Gianetti

I turn the knob to the right, bang my hands against the steering wheel, and deafeningly inform the world that I’m out of my cage and doing just fine.

We Need to Talk photo
March 5, 2018 | Nonfiction

We Need to Talk

Lauren Grabowski

I immediately remembered the Sex and the City episode where Samantha wants to sleep with the Franciscan priest she refers to as Friar Fuck.

Two Poems photo
March 5, 2018 | Poetry

Two Poems

Jaime Zuckerman

They

whoever they are they warn freak snowstorms
in spring & weak apple harvests & everyone mutters
certain doom in... more

Weird West photo
March 4, 2018 | Sunday Comics

Weird West

Robert James Russell