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March 5, 2019 | Fiction

Hide and Seek, With My Nieces, In the Large and Empty Summer Home My Parents Just Bought

Alexandra Tanner

A furniture delivery arrives, as my mother warned me upon leaving for the store that it might, and two nieces who have hidden themselves in a cabinet come out at the sound of the doorbell to ogle the brightly-colored truck in the driveway.

March 2, 2019 | Fiction

Napkin of Death Metal

Melissa Ragsly

Jeanette has gotten many notes in bars before. Many men have spoken to her too. 

March 1, 2019 | Fiction

Zuckerburg

Gabriel Smith

My sister called me the morning after that dream to tell me that the family cat was dying. It was the last cat that was still alive from the time I had lived with my parents.

February 28, 2019 | Fiction

Today on Dagobah, Ep. 2: "The Stick"

Josh Sippie

Previously on... Episode 1: "The Landing"

Yoda had nothing with him other than the clothes on his back and the debris inside of the pod. There was no need for anything else. He had left his

February 22, 2019 | Fiction

Geronimo

Molly Anders

You are dancing naked and you think you’re alone, but someone is watching. It’s Red, your daughter.

February 18, 2019 | Fiction

After All Disintegrating as an Active Mode

Helen McClory

People are still here! Said the dog’s eyes.

February 7, 2019 | Fiction

Now is Not The Time To Be Different

Judyth Emanuel

She hands me a carved pineapple. Big and heavy.

February 6, 2019 | Fiction

Martha, My Shapeshifting Friend

Lanny Durbin

OUR CHEESE FRIES WILL CHANGE YOUR LIFE!

February 5, 2019 | Fiction

King King II

Harris Lahti

Moments before we depart for his fifty-fourth birthday bowling extravaganza, King-King decides he would rather eat lunch at Fat Nancy’s

February 5, 2019 | Fiction

THE ANSWER IS, PROBABLY NOT

Norris Eppes

In the open office, everyone has questions. Now you have questions.

January 31, 2019 | Fiction

Transit

Justina Elias

I miss your piercings, Mina, I say. 

Don’t, she says. 

Me too. Jordan brightens. You looked like a suicide girl. It was hot. 

January 29, 2019 | Fiction

To The Boy Who Escaped To College And Left Me With A Ring

Marvin Shackelford

I took to wearing your ring again because everybody likes dealing with a woman who’s married. They want a winner.

January 28, 2019 | Fiction

The Treasure Hunt 

Dakota Canon

You empty your bank account of the $1,326 and sink it all into Facebook advertisements.

January 23, 2019 | Fiction

Slugmaster

Natalie Villacorta

I want Paula to feel the pain I’ve felt, the pain of being left behind, and not by someone who has died, which would be less painful, in my opinion. Because when someone leaves you in life, they’re still out there; they just have a new life you’re not a part of.

January 18, 2019 | Fiction

Chocolate Eggs

Teresa Milbrodt

Tomorrow he will crash from the sugar buzz. I will not look at him with eyes that suggest I told you so, which is part of love. 

January 16, 2019 | Fiction

Making Babies

Michael Putnam

If we add three points to Athleticism, we have three left to spend on our son. We already have 8 points toward Intelligence. Virtue is a 7, Athleticism would be an 8 if we add those last three. 

January 7, 2019 | Fiction

Stretch Marks

Tyler Sones

Larry didn’t try to talk to me, but whenever the silence got too thick, he would squeeze my knee or knead my shoulder. I was pretty fucked up on cold medicine, and it felt like he was grabbing a hold of my bones.

January 4, 2019 | Fiction

Growth

Daniel Paisner

It starts like this: Hirsch leans over the sandwich board at the P&S Lunch just after the rush and feels faint.  A little touch of the queezywheezies, says Pinskey. Lie down for a little, says

January 3, 2019 | Fiction

The Delivery

Erik Raschke

Ivan told me that the minute you step off the plane in America they hand you money. I keep waiting for someone to hand me money. No one has handed me money.

December 27, 2018 | Fiction

Two

C. Allen Harrison

I took a ferry there with Babas—I was calling her Babas—she was calling me Clod I think.

December 26, 2018 | Fiction

Lacunae 

Nathan Dragon

That this was the case for him. 

December 25, 2018 | Fiction

Gauchos

Joseph Grantham

He writes a bad poem and it’s a love poem and it’s for her and he sits down on the floor and then he stands up and goes into the kitchen and opens the refrigerator door and sees that there’s an apple in the bottom drawer.

December 24, 2018 | Fiction

Sharp Cheddar with Dijon on Rye

Christina Craigo

He watched the door, and saw that it wanted to open.

December 21, 2018 | Fiction

Climate and Human Activity: An Excerpt

Kayla Blatchley

She had grown up and now lived in a cold climate that encouraged looking down.

December 20, 2018 | Fiction

Today on Dagobah, Ep. 1: "The Landing"

Josh Sippie

Yoda sat atop the wreckage of his escape pod, still creaking from skidding into the murky swamp hours prior

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