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Sleepovers
Ashleigh Bryant Phillips
She tore off pieces and kept them in her mouth.
Orthodontics
Troy James Weaver
He was taking swigs out of a bottle of Listerine.
Holy Water
Nathan Thomas
Although I guess it really started on Saturday morning.
A Good And Simple Life
Oliver Zarandi
The Boy was born poor and continued to be poor.
The Ass is a Hole Where The Light Gets In
Jon Lindsey
This is a meaningful story about the intestinal parasite I picked up while living in Salt Lake City, in Ted Bundy’s house.
A Story To Spit On
Sebastian Castillo
A bald eagle was shot directly above my head, mid-flight, and its feathers rested gently on my scalp for the rest of geological time.
All Our Italian Friends Are Dead
Fawzy Zablah
I was so broke I went to see my mother.
Merchandiser
Derick Dupre
Esther rises and pulls the cord and moves to the front of the bus, whereupon it brakes and kneels.
We Get Pregnant
Diana Clarke
We receive phone calls inviting us to the ocean, (a beach day!) but of course we can no longer fit in the sea. We are too big for open waters.
Construction of a Last Ditch Garden
Devan Collins Del Conte
One day, recognize your malformed loneliness like a tumor in your throat.
For A Small Donation This Woven Basket Can Be Yours
Jared Shaffer
Welcome. Please don’t take my talking as an assault to your personhood.
It's Just A Flower
Olivia Gunning
“We need a gift that’s really her,” I said. “Really Sophia.”
“Could you define her?”
“A truly independent mind, a renovator, a cultivator.”
Orangeville
William Squirrell
Since they had moved to Orangeville, Trudy found she could no longer distinguish Kevin from other men.
The Collapse of Bee Colonies
Meg Pokrass
On the morning of my sixteenth birthday I made a list of stuff I didn't believe in anymore.
Silence Is Its Own Reward
Greg Welch
“It was misery, real misery. But, Doc keeps telling me I’m all clear, so I ain’t going to argue with him.”
Advice to Someone Listening to Bruce Springsteen’s “Glory Days”
Mark Johnson
"What am I supposed to do?"
Public Comment
Lee Matalone
i know it’s not something you really need to hear—i’m just one of many fans—but can I just take the opportunity on this comments section to say, i really love how you brush your hair
Excerpt From Lalita
Chaya Bhuvaneswar
Lucy seemed to love being shocking.
Three Songs
Hillary Leftwich
I was small and fragile like the antique vases in her parent’s living room, the ones we could lookbutdon’ttouch.
Absence Of The Queen
Dave Barrett
He was at the sink washing dishes ...
Recent Books
Pregaming Grief
Danielle Chelosky
Love is like a museum. You have to look around, experience things, and then leave.
Backwardness
Garielle Lutz
Garielle's longest, most peculiar, most particularized book. A sure-to-be collector's item. Delivery 4-6 weeks!