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You Would Even Say It Glowed photo
January 17, 2017 | Nonfiction

You Would Even Say It Glowed

Adam Armstrong

Later that evening, when confronted about my absence, I told her that my grandfather said I looked sick and should go home. His senility always made him my reliable scapegoat.

HInterland Transmissions: L'Ombre de la bête photo
January 13, 2017 | Nonfiction

HInterland Transmissions: L'Ombre de la bête

Steve Anwyll

...the products we couldn't get here. They'd come home with stories of innocent smiles given to bored border guards while they wore two pairs of jeans under three dresses. The trunk of their car filled with Cherry Coke and flavours of chips we couldn't comprehend. Cheap rum. Meat. Cigarettes. Electronics. 

Wild Unknown Country photo
January 9, 2017 | Nonfiction

Wild Unknown Country

Kait Heacock

Everything is cosmically predestined when you are stoned. She put off the trip as long as she could, eating three-day old pasta out of Tupperware. This is what they mean by mind-numbing. This is some strong shit.

Hinterland Transmissions: Visions of Sugar Plums photo
December 14, 2016 | Nonfiction

Hinterland Transmissions: Visions of Sugar Plums

Steve Anwyll

I look across the street. I can see the bookstore. It’s right there. I think about kicking my way through the wall, making a sprint across the street. All before the marching band closing in comes stomping into view. Because after that I'm sunk. The flood gates will be open. And the entirety of the county's Christmas spirit will be let loose like a foul bowel movement from the asshole of a very old drunk. I decide against it.

All of Them Witches photo
December 1, 2016 | Nonfiction

All of Them Witches

Alex Ebel

The first seven years we dolled ourselves up as witches in black nylon and swampy grease paint.

Wow and Flutter #5: A1A photo
November 29, 2016 | Nonfiction

Wow and Flutter #5: A1A

Tyler Koshakow

By the time Zoe and I started down the Overseas Highway, we had been living a nomadic lifestyle out of our 1995 Corolla for nearly four months. 

Collection  photo
November 22, 2016 | Nonfiction

Collection 

Chelsey Clammer

It’s time.

Huge Cheap Fake Meat photo
November 15, 2016 | Nonfiction

Huge Cheap Fake Meat

Amanda Goldblatt

My novel is my father, I am saying, and it too is the best art I could make but not the best art I will make. For I am 33 and my feminist Jungian therapist says often: the beginning of adulthood is forgiving your parents for their sundry errors.

Hinterland Transmissions: 2015 Was A Bad Year photo
November 10, 2016 | Nonfiction

Hinterland Transmissions: 2015 Was A Bad Year

Steve Anwyll

The next day I send the above photo to a friend in Michigan. She asks if I'm fine. And what the doctor recommended. My response is typed laughter. I tell her I've been taking it easy. Staying medicated. But the chance of seeing a doctor is slim. The hospitals are over run. She's a little surprised. It's contrary to what she's been told.

FORSAKEN: My Years as an Employee of a Dysfunctional Haunted House  photo
October 31, 2016 | Nonfiction

FORSAKEN: My Years as an Employee of a Dysfunctional Haunted House 

Amanda McNeil

Buck did a good job making his team compete with one another. Within our haunt family we had our own caste system. If you pleased Buck you were given spooky haunt nickname like Blade or Slash. A haunt name was a status symbol, and typically after you earned one you were given a baseball cap with your new haunt name and the logo on it. Buck gave me a haunt name, Forsaken, but I never got a hat.

Alexander Hamilton: a review of George Washington by Adam Fitzgerald photo
October 25, 2016 | Nonfiction

Alexander Hamilton: a review of George Washington by Adam Fitzgerald

Sam Farahmand

I am reading a poem called “George Washington” in a book of poems called George Washington in a bar called The Library in the Lower East Side of Manhattan where I am spending my last twelve dollars on four beers and my last four dollars on tipping the bartender because happy hour still hasn't started.

Hinterland Transmissions: Canadian Thanksgiving photo
October 7, 2016 | Nonfiction

Hinterland Transmissions: Canadian Thanksgiving

Steve Anwyll

But if it's anything like years passed it'll boil down to something real simple. Start drinking as soon as the coffee is done. Bottles of beer and wine. We'll wrap ourselves up in blankets to stave off the cold. Too cheap to turn on the portable radiators we use to heat our place. Her parents will call. We'll feign sobriety. A hard thing to do at 10:00 a.m. with wine-stained lips.

Autocorrecting The Lyric I photo
August 31, 2016 | Nonfiction

Autocorrecting The Lyric I

Elizabeth Powell

I understand this. This is what made me psychic. This is what makes images arrive on the doorstep with a bindle over the shoulder made of red bandana. Each man is the last man.

WHO STOLE MY TAMPONS????? photo
August 30, 2016 | Dispatches

WHO STOLE MY TAMPONS?????

Chelsea Martin

I got my period the moment we got to the hotel. Getting my period wasn’t going to affect any of my plans, and was no big deal, really, aside from the fact that I refuse to pay attention to my body so am always completely surprised when my period comes. As such, I had brought no supplies to Miami with me.

An Interview With Christopher Boucher photo
August 22, 2016 | Nonfiction, Interview

An Interview With Christopher Boucher

Adam Novy

Christopher Boucher’s new novel, Golden Delicious (Melville House), is a kind of referendum on all we presently hold dear in fiction. Its emotional hold on the reader is very strong, but its avant-garde methods critique those special effects by explaining what they’re doing to your feelings while they do it, which somehow only makes the book more sad.

On Failing: Rocky Versus Rambo photo
August 15, 2016 | Nonfiction

On Failing: Rocky Versus Rambo

Carmen Schober

I have a thing for droopy-eyed men.

Grocery Notes photo
August 8, 2016 | Nonfiction

Grocery Notes

Mike Nagel

For the past few years J and I have lived next to a grocery store. It glows at night. If you listen you can hear the hum. 

Cloudburst photo
August 4, 2016 | Nonfiction

Cloudburst

Jaya Wagle

I won’t apologize for trying to forget the days I spent with you, riding pillion on your Honda, inhaling Bombay’s foggy polluted streets, sitting on rickety wooden benches of hole-in-the-wall Indo-Chinese joints, slurping Szechwan noodles and sipping Tom Yum soup, strolling on Juhu’s wet sandy beaches, letting the ocean wash our feet.

Wow and Flutter #4: Be Thankful for What You Got photo
July 26, 2016 | Nonfiction

Wow and Flutter #4: Be Thankful for What You Got

Tyler Koshakow

I make him coffee, I make hot chocolate for his kids, and sometimes I buy his weed.

notes from the underground photo
July 22, 2016 | Nonfiction

notes from the underground

Melissa Matthewson

start with the word catholic and an image surfaces—what first? Brother Aquinas adorned in black robes, his large gold cross (or was it silver) swinging from hip-to-hip, his cloaked arms holding tight the Bible to his chest, in reach of his heart.

Long Live the King  photo
July 11, 2016 | Nonfiction

Long Live the King 

Megan Kirby

A girl on my train is watching Kylie Jenner’s snapchat. I lean in and watch over her shoulder. I can't hear, but it doesn't really matter.

Artificial Ecstasy photo
July 7, 2016 | Nonfiction

Artificial Ecstasy

Mila Jaroniec

I found out I was pregnant in the bathroom of a wine bar. 

What Is Not the Moon Will Only Make You Farther photo
June 29, 2016 | Nonfiction

What Is Not the Moon Will Only Make You Farther

Ali Rachel Pearl

I try to turn everything into a metaphor so I don’t have to face it straight on.

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June 21, 2016 | Nonfiction

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Alexis Pope

Things to remember:

Ghost Deer, Ohio

Ray St. Ray

Daughter of Wands: Notes on Hilda Doolittle, Tarot, and the Spiritual Marketplace  photo
June 13, 2016 | Nonfiction

Daughter of Wands: Notes on Hilda Doolittle, Tarot, and the Spiritual Marketplace 

Rebecca van Laer

The walls, statues, and shrines of the New Orleans Historic Voodoo Museum are covered in offerings to the spirits—or loa—represented within. Plaques have pennies and dimes resting on their frames; there is a wishing stump filled with dollar bills. And there is lip-gloss everywhere.

Recent Books

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Flashes of Life

Micah Ling

Featuring poems that engage songs by artists ranging from The White Stripes to Bruce Sprinsteen, David Bowie to Otis Redding; lists of albums; daily timestamps as poems; remixes and everything in between; Flashes of Light evokes not just the way we listen to music, but all the ways we interact with the music in our life.

 

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Over For Rockwell

Uzodinma Okehi

They say it takes an average person about 10 years to master a given thing. This was my thinking in 1995 when I dropped out of college in Iowa City to draw comics.

 

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Baseball Handbook

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We’ve had the idea and wanted to do some kind of “best of our online baseball issues” for years, and here is one iteration of that book. We’ve been doing it for so long (this year is our 13th!), we have too many favorites, so we made some arbitrary rules...