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Instant Legend photo
December 13, 2019 | Fiction

Instant Legend

Kevin M. Kearney

"He’s trying to tell you that he’s cool,” Jay said. “He’d probably buy us beer.”

Prepared photo
December 11, 2019 | Fiction

Prepared

Carla Sarett

I guess Steve felt if we were "together-together," I'd watch every film he liked, hang on his every word, which I didn't even do for my husband who wasn't passionate about anything.

Joyride photo
December 4, 2019 | Fiction

Joyride

Elizabeth Victoria Aldrich

She crushes up some blow with a MAC compact and does a line, her anger switching off instantly. She resurfaces on a genial plateau of euphoric haze.

100 Ways to Propose to a Married Woman: An Excerpt from GITANES photo
December 2, 2019 | Fiction

100 Ways to Propose to a Married Woman: An Excerpt from GITANES

Fawzy Zablah

I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t want to suffer. I love her. I love her very much. 

Kinship With All LifeĀ  photo
November 29, 2019 | Fiction

Kinship With All LifeĀ 

Stephen Thomas

When Robert was small, it seemed like he didn’t quite see people. It wasn’t that he disliked people; it was just that he was more interested in igniting, with matches, small patches of grass soaked in gasoline. 

Enthusiasm photo
November 28, 2019 | Fiction

Enthusiasm

Steve Anwyll

I think about her. A faint yellow light from the street falls on the floor.

Extract from 'Dead Parents' photo
November 26, 2019 | Fiction

Extract from 'Dead Parents'

Gabriel Smith

When the estate agent arrived I was asleep. I thought about not letting them in. They knocked on the door three times. But I knew that my brother would be pissed if I did not let them in. So I went downstairs and opened the door.

First Communion photo
November 22, 2019 | Fiction

First Communion

Lauren Sarazen

Avez-vous trouvé tout ce que vous cherchez? the checker asks.

Nine Lives photo
November 21, 2019 | Fiction

Nine Lives

Kaely Horton

I murdered the cat on a Tuesday and by Wednesday morning I was back to work, saying nothing to anyone, scanning milk cartons and zucchinis and rolls of toilet paper.

Dennison photo
November 20, 2019 | Fiction

Dennison

Joseph Grantham

Something bad happened. I sat on the bed. Tammy was under the bed but I didn’t know that. And the mattress is held up by wooden slats but the slats weren’t cut long enough, so they barely hold up the mattress and if you shift your position on the bed, there is a good chance that the slats will move out of place in the frame and the mattress will fall through the frame. And that’s what happened. The bad thing.

I Used to Watch Touched By An Angel with my Grandmother on CBS photo
November 19, 2019 | Fiction

I Used to Watch Touched By An Angel with my Grandmother on CBS

Josh Sherman

When she died, she just wasn’t there. I had to ask about her. She wasn’t in the usual place.

I Think We're Alone Now photo
November 18, 2019 | Fiction

I Think We're Alone Now

Sionnain Buckley

Across the vacant middle seat an old man is sleeping through all of this, chin to collarbone, neck bent at a right angle.

Fulcrum photo
November 15, 2019 | Fiction

Fulcrum

Devin Jacobsen

I forget how many jobs I got let go from and how many houses picked me up, sheets and everything, and dumped me around the corner until some other work, some other roof overhead, seemed to gather me up and dropped me hence. 

The Census photo
November 14, 2019 | Fiction

The Census

Sam Price

And any of the people that had been counted correctly, including me, could move or die, making the incorrect count accurate once again, if only for a moment.

Search photo
November 13, 2019 | Fiction

Search

Cara Benson

I am in a storehouse of answers, am I not? I head for the reference desk even though there's no one behind the counter.

DUCKBIRD photo
November 12, 2019 | Fiction

DUCKBIRD

Brian Kelly

No one comes. I walk up to the bike. The seat’s taller than my bike.

A Temporary Addiction photo
November 11, 2019 | Fiction

A Temporary Addiction

Michael Don

I don’t smoke, I called out, but no one heard me, and I sounded uncertain. 

Ode to Divorce photo
November 4, 2019 | Fiction

Ode to Divorce

Amy Suzanne Parker

Larger currency-pills plink in an “I Hate Mondays” coffee cup. No one knows who that cup belongs to.

Black Dirt photo
October 31, 2019 | Fiction

Black Dirt

Harris Lahti

The grass here is incessant.

The Earth Just Kept On Going photo
October 31, 2019 | Fiction

The Earth Just Kept On Going

Jon Doyle

A deep hole.

Strictly Horror photo
October 31, 2019 | Fiction

Strictly Horror

Emily Howorth

It wasn’t my fault we started talking.

Oakland by Night photo
October 31, 2019 | Fiction

Oakland by Night

Laur A. Freymiller

Ess saw it first at 2:03 AM.

The Difficulty Of Writing A Horror Story Set in Maine photo
October 31, 2019 | Fiction

The Difficulty Of Writing A Horror Story Set in Maine

Helen McClory

Do you remember this one?

Blue photo
October 30, 2019 | Fiction

Blue

Nicole Nelson

Hard to fathom that Ludwig was four.

Maybe We Were the Wrong Beatles photo
October 24, 2019 | Fiction

Maybe We Were the Wrong Beatles

Chelsea Stickle

But Aaron and I weren’t official. We were fucking almost every night, but we weren’t official. Technically.

Recent Books

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Elizabeth Ellen

Elizabeth Ellen

A 400-page collection of poems in fours sections: Nicki Minaj Songs, Bob Dylan Songs, Elliott Smith Songs, and 90s Riot Grrrls Songs.

 

 

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Legs Get Led Astray

Chloe Caldwell

FOUR NEW ESSAYS BY CHLOE CALDWELL! Plus the original essays that made you fall in love with Chloe!

 

 

 

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Saul Stories

Elizabeth Ellen

Saul Stories is a linked collection that explores the relationships between a forty-year-old female artist, her teenaged daughter, and her daughter's friends. With ferocious realism, the book interrogates how children of differing classes and races are treated in the U.S., and the salacious and skeptical ways the current culture views cross-generational friendships. But most potently—in narratives taking place in Denny's and movie theatres and living rooms and cars—Saul Stories wonders what it means to be a woman and an artist and a mother, all at once.