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The Patron Saint of Loneliness photo
August 23, 2018 | Fiction

The Patron Saint of Loneliness

Sarah Shotland

I saw her at a campus TGIF three weeks ago. Talking Gender Issues Fridays. It’s a weekly chat-session where students come to look at the week’s current events through a gender lens. The campus used to be single-sex, but now we call it gender inclusive. We were going out of business; there are only so many radical lesbian 17 year olds, and most of them already get into Smith. 

Get Lost photo
August 20, 2018 | Fiction

Get Lost

Kevin Wilson

On Friday at school, we were all vibrating, so nervous for what came next. We barely listened in class because what did it matter? We wouldn’t... more

Year of Conor McGregor photo
August 16, 2018 | Fiction

Year of Conor McGregor

René Ostberg

Imagine if McGregor were a woman, I’d wonder throughout the day, as I sifted through the barrage of emails from my boss, all his reminders to cc him the next time I sent this or that, the notifications that he’d be leaving early again as I stayed late. Imagine McGregor in an office. Imagine him…or her, aged a bit past her prime. How would she prep for a fight? What would it be like to be a woman like her?

Like a Revolution photo
August 13, 2018 | Fiction

Like a Revolution

Alex Perez

The truth was I knew exactly what was happening, how the possibility of power had clouded my judgment. In bed at night, I thought about putting a stop to all of it and just playing the season out, but I couldn’t shake my contempt for Parker. It wasn’t about baseball anymore, not in the slightest. It had taken just a few days for me to turn the war of aesthetics into a full-fledged revolution.

A Hungry Bear Does Not Dance photo
August 9, 2018 | Fiction

A Hungry Bear Does Not Dance

Austin Ross

This is later, after the White House, after he has returned to San Clemente. He has shed the name Nixon, that iron albatross around his neck, and instead now calls himself Milhous. He savors the sound of it on his tongue, rolling it around like a sculptor molding clay on a pottery wheel. He speaks it like an incantation. It does not sound like the past; it instead glimmers faintly with the potential of new life.

Stephanie Loves Stephanie photo
August 6, 2018 | Fiction

Stephanie Loves Stephanie

Marta Balcewicz

“YOU IDIOT!” I scream, but only in my head. For 25 years now I haven’t been able to speak my mind, especially not to a stranger. Enrolling in Glenda’s Eagle Training course is supposed to help, but for now I’m still a grounded hatchling teetering my way through week three of the seven-week program.

You Are Not Alone photo
August 2, 2018 | Fiction

You Are Not Alone

Catherine Uroff

“And there’s got to be some guidelines for this.”
“That’s not a bad idea,” Lionel said. “So what are they? You just let me know and I’ll follow them. By God, I will.”
I didn’t have much for him. I sputtered some nonsense about my side of the refrigerator and if he saw Doritos in the pantry, especially the Cool Ranch kind in the blue bag, he should just assume that they were mine. But that was pretty much it.

Lithophile photo
July 30, 2018 | Fiction

Lithophile

Jono Naito

When my partner finds a stone she likes, she shares its burden with me. She never seems to have a place to keep them.

You're Being Followed photo
July 27, 2018 | Fiction

You're Being Followed

Andrew P. Heath

You notice you’re being followed. Headlights in the rearview mirror—though they all look the same, these seem somehow familiar, like a pair of eyes you’ve seen in a dream.

Vision Quest photo
July 25, 2018 | Fiction

Vision Quest

James R. Gapinski

They snort cocaine in the bathroom and talk about transferring to Pratt or Parsons or Columbia. They talk about how they’ll become famous designers or fashion models or authors in New York City. 

Transitory photo
July 23, 2018 | Fiction

Transitory

Elizabeth Green

The more time spent at the sunglasses booth, the more willing you are to endure pain and suffering just to feel human again.

USB Port photo
July 20, 2018 | Fiction

USB Port

Kate Axelrod

Peter wakes up first and texts me, hi baby, hi boo, hi honey pie.

Hell's Kitchen, 1993 photo
July 19, 2018 | Fiction

Hell's Kitchen, 1993

Matt Basiliere

And it was at that moment—seeing that light and realizing that other people were together in the world in that very same light while he was in an alley watching himself on TV—that he finally felt something: an overwhelming, honest and simple sense of sadness that felt like a beautiful release.

Work/Life Balance photo
July 18, 2018 | Fiction

Work/Life Balance

Jenn Stroud Rossmann

The trouble began with the intern’s new coffee pot.

Is Your Sauce Broken Completely? photo
July 17, 2018 | Fiction

Is Your Sauce Broken Completely?

Maria Alejandra Barrios

“Look,” Daniel paused and took a sip of water, “I was going to introduce you to my mother. And I realized I wasn’t ready. And then I thought, when will I be ready? When would it be a good time?

Ba-Boom-a-Rang-Rang photo
July 11, 2018 | Fiction

Ba-Boom-a-Rang-Rang

Alyssa Proujansky

What was that movie where the kids were all deaf, you asked suddenly. They put on a performance. They sang Rang-a-rang! Clang-a-clang-clang—something like that? 

Pup! photo
July 9, 2018 | Fiction

Pup!

Derek Updegraff

The puppies are back at WBC, and I’m third in line. 

The Machine Sleeps In The Corner, Dreaming photo
July 6, 2018 | Fiction

The Machine Sleeps In The Corner, Dreaming

Andy Myers

The machine sleeps in the corner. Its dreams are projected onto large white walls where we watch them and record our reactions.

Go To The Ballgame photo
July 4, 2018 | Fiction

Go To The Ballgame

Nathaniel Duggan

When you’re sad, you go to the ballgame. 

Against The Ground photo
July 2, 2018 | Fiction

Against The Ground

Sommer Schafer

It’s the sun, I told myself again. Too much sun makes people too hyper, too happy, too sure of themselves. What we need is a little rain, some dark clouds, a berating storm. 

The Rats photo
June 29, 2018 | Fiction

The Rats

Blake Middleton

I came home from work the other day and my next-door neighbor, Charlie, was sitting on a lawn-chair under an oak tree in his front lawn,... more

Mopwater Soup photo
June 25, 2018 | Fiction

Mopwater Soup

Nikolai McLeod

McGuiness in bed with chow mien. Eyeballs floating in melatonin.

“Watch your back,” moans ceiling fan. TV glow damaging optic nerves,... more

The Devil and Ellen and Charles photo
June 22, 2018 | Fiction

The Devil and Ellen and Charles

Mary Clemens

When, on August 18, 2015, the dog the internet called “The Devil” was finally cornered by the Salt Springs police... more

Stolen photo
June 20, 2018 | Fiction

Stolen

Cathy Mellett

When I was little, my best friend Tamara and I stole. She was a year older than I was, treated me like a little sister, and taught me all the ropes. We wore sweaters on hot summer days, dresses too big for us, huge pants with pockets. 

Western Medicine photo
June 18, 2018 | Fiction

Western Medicine

Dylan Brown

That afternoon she insisted I wheelchair her to the gunfight.

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Elizabeth Ellen

Elizabeth Ellen

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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.