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Incision photo
May 8, 2017 | Fiction

Incision

Eric Bosse

“Go outside,” I say, and I settle in with my coffee and my laptop. “Notice how real-world birds aren’t actually angry.” 

Him Hiccup, Me Yawn photo
May 6, 2017 | Fiction

Him Hiccup, Me Yawn

Florence Gonsalves

“Fine, but I get full custody of the mustache,” I said, once we’d finished dividing up all of our things: him Chipotle, me The Red Hot Chili Peppers, him macramé, me black clothing.

Dirty Socks photo
May 5, 2017 | Fiction

Dirty Socks

Sean Higgins

Danielson sells his dirty socks to perverts on the internet. 

Jackalope Run photo
May 4, 2017 | Fiction

Jackalope Run

CJ Hauser

She’s going to be an artist, he told your parents, and he wasn’t wrong, even if you couldn’t hack it in New York. 

The Sculptor photo
May 3, 2017 | Fiction

The Sculptor

Ryan K. Jory

Mom says new husbands are like circus peanuts. They go stale after a few weeks, and she wonders, Why the hell do I keep buying these things? I don’t even like them

Strawberry Is Learning To Fly photo
May 2, 2017 | Fiction

Strawberry Is Learning To Fly

Mariya Poe

Who says islands needs water? he asked. Mine is a tree island. It’s something surrounded by something different.

Trading Heroes photo
April 29, 2017 | BASEBALL, Fiction

Trading Heroes

Travis Kiger

“So I started collecting baseball cards.” 

Swinging photo
April 26, 2017 | BASEBALL, Fiction

Swinging

Brendan J. O'Brien

Oscar kisses the child through the hard mesh fence designed for the fans’ protection.  He does not like kissing his boy through hard mesh.   

Peggy Park, August 1992 photo
April 25, 2017 | BASEBALL, Fiction

Peggy Park, August 1992

Bryan Washington

Micah turned pro and the rest of us went regular. 

Diversion photo
April 13, 2017 | BASEBALL, Fiction

Diversion

Annie Maroon

While he runs, you think about how long it’s been since you stepped on a baseball field. Your chest fills up with sharp fragments of Little League afternoons, standing in left field praying for something to do and dreading it at the same time

Cages photo
April 10, 2017 | BASEBALL, Fiction

Cages

Caleb Michael Sarvis

I used to bring a six pack, pound a beer between tokens, but I’m married now and I have to get home safely.

"Wade Boggs" photo
April 7, 2017 | BASEBALL, Fiction

"Wade Boggs"

Jeremy Rice

You look like you just walked out of a punt, pass and kick contest. We gotta make you look sick."

ROKUGATSU NO HEBI photo
March 31, 2017 | Fiction

ROKUGATSU NO HEBI

Kris Hartrum

I wanted to see Akari and have a drink so we could get a little drunk and maybe take our clothes off.

Ben Meets Girl after Jet Crash III photo
March 30, 2017 | Fiction

Ben Meets Girl after Jet Crash III

Lex Sonne

The sun was lost in an orange circle of haze and falling in the western sky.

Ben Meets Girl after Jet Crash II photo
March 29, 2017 | Fiction

Ben Meets Girl after Jet Crash II

Lex Sonne

There are jars of herbs in 100-proof vodka on a shelf in the kitchen.

Ben Meets Girl after Jet Crash I photo
March 28, 2017 | Fiction

Ben Meets Girl after Jet Crash I

Lex Sonne

Mary told Ben she was afraid of the ghost in her house. 

The Drive photo
March 20, 2017 | Fiction

The Drive

Brendan Mathews

The parents come home tired, they come home smiling, they come home angry, they come home drunk.

Good Touch, Bad Touch photo
March 13, 2017 | Fiction

Good Touch, Bad Touch

Thomas Kearnes

Shane said I needed to be more social, network with the other teachers. I told him it was pointless.

Below the Chandelier photo
March 10, 2017 | Fiction

Below the Chandelier

Derick Dupre

He can’t respond to the man addressing him as Mr. Sport because he can’t talk, his tongue has been mangled, somewhat ineptly, and he sees the hilarity in this, being tortured by inept torturers, as another larger silent gentleman’s behind him, but if it weren’t him in the chair, if it were someone else and he was watching, he might be amused by these two dilettantes practicing the art of torture.

The Ugly Woman photo
March 3, 2017 | Fiction

The Ugly Woman

Laura Adamczyk

The woman sat on the train wrapped tightly in her coat. She stared at herself in the window and eyed the other passengers.

Speech Therapy  photo
March 1, 2017 | Fiction

Speech Therapy 

Richard Johnston

My therapist’s name was Sean. I remember that most of all because it was easy for me to say. The sound sh never caused trouble. I could curse or tell people to shut up all day long. But es caused a world of trouble. 

Clumps photo
February 28, 2017 | Fiction

Clumps

Emily Carney

The fact of his wariness stops her; Viv gathers the remaining clumps of her hamburger, squeezes them between her fingers but no juice comes out. She stares at the clumps. 

Lie Game photo
February 27, 2017 | Fiction

Lie Game

Kirsten Larson

No good relationship, if you could call it that, ever started in a bar.

Last Days: an excerpt from Person/a photo
February 24, 2017 | Fiction

Last Days: an excerpt from Person/a

Elizabeth Ellen

I remember Ian saying I was not a novelist and I think, as much as it pained me at the time to hear this, he was correct.

Tired People Seeing America photo
February 23, 2017 | Fiction

Tired People Seeing America

Claire Hopple

She was walking through a quaint neighborhood of old Victorians and Craftsman houses and a few run-down ranches when she saw a note on the front door of one of them. 

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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.