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What We Did Not Lose in the Fire photo
March 23, 2016 | Fiction

What We Did Not Lose in the Fire

Ashlie Hyer

But this whole thing is wrong. Your hair is uneven around the edges where you cut it this morning. 

Boy Toy photo
March 21, 2016 | Fiction

Boy Toy

Sharma Shields

She wore a gold necklace that read “Boy Toy” and she stroked it lustily as she spoke. It was the 80s and everyone’s taste sucked. 

This Is How Our First Real Conversation Will Happen photo
March 18, 2016 | Fiction

This Is How Our First Real Conversation Will Happen

Gilbert Franco

I was sitting at the edge of her mattress. We barely looked at each other. She would have been in Chemistry if we hadn’t skipped third period. I would have been in English II.

Red-eye photo
March 16, 2016 | Fiction

Red-eye

Kristen Rouisse

Your fingers fumble with the seatbelt’s metal latch. You say you don’t feel safe. That safety is a bigger lie than Jesus.

 
Resimulation photo
March 14, 2016 | Fiction

Resimulation

John Charles Wolf

Someone else is waiting by the door. I’m brushing dust off my jacket getting over to her, but really looking at my hand, which hasn’t stopped shaking in the past minute. I think I’m excited.

Bronson Alleys  photo
March 14, 2016 | Fiction

Bronson Alleys 

Andrew F Sullivan

An excerpt from WASTE: a novel

Elvira Moon loved bowling. For four straight years, her team, the Blooming Broads, dominated the women’s league, decimating all opponents until Big Tina quit to start her own team, the South Side Splitters, with that bitch Claudia from Couscous or whatever country she’d arrived from in a banana crate. 

Lighter Fluid photo
March 11, 2016 | Fiction

Lighter Fluid

Eleanor Levine

She gave my dog lighter fluid.

She said my dog didn’t drink it because she put it there.

The dog drank it because it was an accident.

Where I Come From photo
March 9, 2016 | Fiction

Where I Come From

Miles Preston-Clark

Whenever Amanda and I get into a fight she calls me poor. She tells me that, in my country, they sell nappy-headed dark skin girls like me for 20 silver coins and a healthy goat. 

Divine Worship photo
March 7, 2016 | Fiction

Divine Worship

Rebekah Lee

I noticed a tall man in front of me with a long umbrella hanging from his arm. He was watching the priest and listening. When we began the preparations for communion, the tall man threw himself onto his knees. 

They Also Use Tools, and Are Capable of Making Plans photo
March 4, 2016 | Fiction

They Also Use Tools, and Are Capable of Making Plans

Juliana Gray

Look at those fucking crows, Mona said.  She and Dan and I were sitting on our porch, drinking vodka tonics and staring at the view, which was pretty good with the sun going down and the corn in the field between our two houses almost ripe and ready to harvest. 

Between the Lines photo
March 2, 2016 | Fiction

Between the Lines

Denise Milstein

He was riding down the street like you, contramano, and the image came of you on your bike, and I wished for the dream of the flying bicycle to return, the one where I find you again. 

This May Surprise You photo
February 29, 2016 | Fiction

This May Surprise You

Amy Silverberg

My friend, she wants to win a man over with a story. “He loves to read,” she says, “and I want to impress him. Could you write me something?”

Nothing Has a Location Until It Is Observed   photo
February 24, 2016 | Fiction

Nothing Has a Location Until It Is Observed  

Andrea Eberly

When Sophie arrived home from the Strange Charm concert, she realized she was now in possession of an uncomfortable secret. The next day at work it replayed in her mind at least a hundred times. 

Perennial photo
February 22, 2016 | Fiction

Perennial

Caitlin Fitzpatrick

After the funeral, Dakota drove straight to the airport; there was nowhere else to go. Her brother was the only remaining soul in the Rocky Mountains she’d known.

The Last of the Bonafide Virtuosos photo
February 18, 2016 | Fiction

The Last of the Bonafide Virtuosos

Alex Blum

There’s hardly anywhere like Norton’s anymore, and no one like Norton. He sold phrases for special occasions out of a shop in Queens.

The Door Saga photo
February 16, 2016 | Fiction

The Door Saga

Becky Bosshart

Chesterfield knocked with two eczematous knuckles—only a courtesy warning to let her know he was coming on in. This time he walked into a locked door.

Self Defense for Girls photo
February 12, 2016 | Fiction

Self Defense for Girls

Laurie Cedilnik

Sarah squeezed into a bathroom stall with Ralph. Outside her boyfriend sat at the bar, nursing yet another domestic beer.

Luck Come Undone photo
February 9, 2016 | Fiction

Luck Come Undone

Jason Thayer

Hector was lucky and he knew it. And everyone else knew it too.

The Civilized Pirate photo
February 4, 2016 | Fiction

The Civilized Pirate

Sommer Schafer

He wasn’t expecting how strong they’d be with their pale soft hands and their petticoats and their bowties and their cummerbunds. But when they stormed the ship, they threw aside lacy parasols and let fall monoculars.

Why We Are With the Men We Are With photo
February 3, 2016 | Fiction

Why We Are With the Men We Are With

Kim Magowan

Two drinks in, we’re complaining. Jem wants a second baby, “But who the hell will gestate it?”

Bedtime Story photo
January 29, 2016 | Fiction

Bedtime Story

Doug Ramspeck

Sometimes the two memories grow conflated in her thoughts, especially in her dreams.

Melissa at the Mall photo
January 27, 2016 | Fiction

Melissa at the Mall

Marisela Navarro

One day Melissa was putting on lipstick at the mall.

Trip the Light Fantastic photo
January 25, 2016 | Fiction

Trip the Light Fantastic

Craig Buchner

She almost said yes until she saw the stain.

Graffiti photo
January 22, 2016 | Fiction

Graffiti

Matthew Hobson

Scrawled across the garage door in big red letters are the words "Die Snake!" 

HeyDay photo
January 20, 2016 | Fiction

HeyDay

Jay Merill

Aimee looks back to how things were.

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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Dualities

Jason Phoebe Rusch

Jason Phoebe Rusch is a queer writer from the Chicago suburbs. His full-length debut Dualities explores gender and patriarchy from the perspective of a man who was socialized and is currently still read as a woman. He is interested in complication and nuance and messy human failing, his own and that of others.