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Night After Night photo
December 30, 2015 | Fiction

Night After Night

Nate Lippens

The song ends. Through the wall, he hears the crowd applauding the band. A burble of indecipherable stage patter is smothered under microphone crackle. He rights himself and unlatches the door.

Herman French photo
December 28, 2015 | Fiction

Herman French

Eric Rosenblum

The one and only time I saw Herman French naked was when he was toweling off after a shower.  Herman was my bunkmate two years ago at Camp Thunderbird.  He had the smallest penis I’d ever seen. 

I Lost My Orgasm photo
December 25, 2015 | Fiction

I Lost My Orgasm

Hillary Leftwich

Maybe I dropped it as I struggle to hold the box of Munchkin donuts and the lukewarm cup of coffee in my hands that I brought for you. Even after you told me not to. Even after you told me you needed space.

Mt. Silver photo
December 23, 2015 | Fiction

Mt. Silver

Adam Zachary

I couldn’t sleep when we shared a bed anyway, so most nights, when he was deep enough, I wriggled out of his armpit to lay on the floor, play Pokémon until sunrise caught on spots in the window.

Too Hot photo
December 21, 2015 | Fiction

Too Hot

Cara Benson

I start with which would you rather as an opportunity to open up the conversation for a set piece I've prepared. In summer I might ask how does everyone like their air.

Baby Hitler and the Man with the Glowing Hair photo
December 19, 2015 | Commercial Fiction, Fiction

Baby Hitler and the Man with the Glowing Hair

Dave Housley

Baby Hitler giggles and pulls another leg off the spider. Just three legs this time. He pulled them... more

Baby Hitler and the Man with the Glowing Hair photo
December 19, 2015 | Commercial Fiction, Fiction

Baby Hitler and the Man with the Glowing Hair

Dave Housley

Baby Hitler giggles and pulls another leg off the spider. Just three legs this time. He pulled them... more

Turn in the Direction of the Skid photo
December 18, 2015 | Fiction

Turn in the Direction of the Skid

Robert P. Kaye

Dan got an associate’s degree in business, works for a bank and still deals a little dope on the side. Moss sells high-end real estate in the city. Spence moved to Brooklyn for the music and he’s got an EP on Bandcamp that’s pretty damned good. I’m the only one who stayed in town.

We Are the Hallwalkers photo
December 16, 2015 | Fiction

We Are the Hallwalkers

Chelsea Laine Wells

We are the high school hallwalkers, the frequent fliers, the do not admit until disciplinary list, the back of the class, the front of the class where I can keep my eye on you, the laughing and fighting and nodding off 

Four Things photo
December 14, 2015 | Fiction

Four Things

Kenta Maniwa

i took a girl to a donut shop after an art show

i bought her a donut and milk and then we sat in my car

we talked and ate donuts

she said she had thanksgiving dinner with a guy who shot two cops

Baby Hitler and the Man from the Republican Primary photo
December 12, 2015 | Commercial Fiction, Fiction

Baby Hitler and the Man from the Republican Primary

Dave Housley

Baby Hitler woke up angry. He sat up. They would be coming for him again. Who, he did not know.... more

Baby Hitler and the Man from the Republican Primary photo
December 12, 2015 | Commercial Fiction, Fiction

Baby Hitler and the Man from the Republican Primary

Dave Housley

Baby Hitler woke up angry. He sat up. They would be coming for him again. Who, he did not know.... more

Postcards photo
December 11, 2015 | Fiction

Postcards

Joe Plicka

Pizza Hut pays for my gas, and of course I eat for free whenever I get to one of our restaurants. They allow me fifty a day for lodging, but since we’re saving for that patio set I usually just sleep in the car if the room is over forty. In Iowa City it was hard to find something that cheap but Missouri is like motel central! 

2 Fictions photo
December 9, 2015 | Fiction

2 Fictions

Hanna Mangold

six years later and I only know how to be needed

Downriver photo
December 7, 2015 | Fiction

Downriver

Cal Freeman

“The organism is made to self-regenerate,” she said as we walked to my 1980 Buick in the gravel lot.  “In this way it is unlike worn-out horses and old-ass cars.”

Metamorphosis photo
December 4, 2015 | Fiction

Metamorphosis

Jennifer Stern

I am thinking about the lungfish’s two worlds—the wet one and the dry one—and about metamorphosis.  And I am thinking about strokes—about whether it’s the moment that the arm becomes weak that a person’s life goes into pause.  Or the moment that the blind spot sets in.

Theory of Natural Selection photo
December 2, 2015 | Fiction

Theory of Natural Selection

Richard Johnston

Latvia’s Baltic coastline is almost completely undeveloped except for a few fishing villages and some dilapidated concrete resorts for Communist Party officials.  A forest of black pines begins right at the edge of sixty-foot dunes.

Affective Memory photo
November 30, 2015 | Fiction

Affective Memory

Sara Schaff

In the dream, he rolled down his window so we could smell the sea air, and I shouted with joy because I've lived in the Midwest for over a decade and rarely make it back east.

Forensics and You photo
November 24, 2015 | Fiction

Forensics and You

Jennifer Pruiett-Selby

The program started with Take Your Kid to Work Day. We were pioneers in the field of crime scene investigation. Everything went... more

Out West photo
November 19, 2015 | Fiction

Out West

Jarod Rosello

Wasn’t this, after all, why she’d come out here in the first place? To find something special? 

I Still Think of You photo
November 18, 2015 | Fiction

I Still Think of You

Tatiana Ryckman

This is not beautiful because this is not beautiful.

Tiger Blood photo
November 17, 2015 | Fiction

Tiger Blood

Bud Smith

I meet a girl on OK Cupid and the first date goes well enough.

Relics photo
November 11, 2015 | Fiction

Relics

Jeff Snowbarger

Late one night I found him, my long-lost uncle, Duane.

I'm Not Joking photo
November 5, 2015 | Fiction

I'm Not Joking

Jeremy Whiston

Eventually she won't think of me unless she hears mention of my name, or sees my friends, or a boxy japanese sedan from the 80s, or, perhaps, a Paul Simon poster

Winners photo
October 22, 2015 | Fiction

Winners

Peter Tiernan

I was six, and we were on our way to get a new car.

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