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King King II photo
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

THE ANSWER IS, PROBABLY NOT photo
February 5, 2019 | Fiction

THE ANSWER IS, PROBABLY NOT

Norris Eppes

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

House Party photo
February 4, 2019 | Fiction

House Party

Benjamin Kessler

We threw a party and everyone came.

Transit photo
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. 

Bounty photo
January 30, 2019 | Fiction

Bounty

Scott Broker

In August, I stood in the doorway, watching as a bounty hunter pressed her fingers deep into my flowerpot and told me about the vexing but ultimately successful capture of my husband.

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

The Treasure Hunt  photo
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.

Blindness photo
January 25, 2019 | Fiction

Blindness

Tyler McAndrew

Mike and Miriam lay in bed and pretended to be blind, eyes closed, gently touching each others' faces. It was something they had seen in a movie, maybe.

Slugmaster photo
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.

Get Behind Me, Seitan Bacon photo
January 21, 2019 | Fiction

Get Behind Me, Seitan Bacon

Kyle T. Armstrong

did I know that we’re making global warming worse by eating beef because cow farts heal the ozone layer

Chocolate Eggs photo
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. 

Making Babies photo
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. 

At My Husband's Funeral photo
January 11, 2019 | Fiction

At My Husband's Funeral

Hannah Grieco

At my husband’s funeral, we drank Moscow Mules. I served them in copper mugs, just like you’re supposed to, and everyone thought it was adorable and heartfelt. 

Stretch Marks photo
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.

Growth photo
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... more

The Delivery photo
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.

Two photo
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.

Lacunae  photo
December 26, 2018 | Fiction

Lacunae 

Nathan Dragon

That this was the case for him. 

Gauchos photo
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.

Sharp Cheddar with Dijon on Rye photo
December 24, 2018 | Fiction

Sharp Cheddar with Dijon on Rye

Christina Craigo

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

Climate and Human Activity: An Excerpt photo
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.

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

Ant Lifeboat photo
December 19, 2018 | Fiction

Ant Lifeboat

Annie Woods

The day my brother died, my mom ran naked in the street.

After We Left photo
December 17, 2018 | Fiction

After We Left

Michael Cuglietta

The guy at the hardware store convinced me to buy a bag of concrete mix.

Hard To Know photo
December 15, 2018 | Fiction

Hard To Know

Sophie McCreesh

I remember playing some songs at four in the morning and asking if you liked them. What the songs sounded like doesn’t matter now. I only... more

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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.