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I Had a Dream That Was a Salsa Flavor photo
September 1, 2015 | Poetry

I Had a Dream That Was a Salsa Flavor

Jason Koo

for Rachel Corso Have you tried all our salsa flavors before? This is mild (not medium), this is... more

These Are Not Poems photo
August 28, 2015 | Poetry

These Are Not Poems

Elizabeth Ellen

My new friend interrupted me to say, “You seem like you live like a real artist.”
My new friend had already been twice published by The New Yorker.
I thought maybe she had confused me with herself.

If Everything's Under Control, You're Going Too Slow photo
August 25, 2015 | Poetry

If Everything's Under Control, You're Going Too Slow

Meg Wade

  Let the okra go to waste, steal oranges from the corner store. I'll tell... more

two poems photo
August 24, 2015 | Poetry

two poems

Greg Zorko

Karl Barth let's forget the time we fought and just say that i have a specific kind of fear it... more

asterisks photo
August 18, 2015 | Poetry

asterisks

Spencer Madsen

    i'm fucking useless and there's nothing going for me *parents call* everything's amazing, i'm... more

POST-RAPHAELITE BROTHERHOOD PAINTINGS  photo
August 12, 2015 | Poetry

POST-RAPHAELITE BROTHERHOOD PAINTINGS 

Chelsea Harlan

  Painting of a Vietnamese restaurant lunch menu. Painting of a woman being pulled out of a... more

It Was The Summer They Let The Opossum Into Your Bed photo
August 5, 2015 | Poetry

It Was The Summer They Let The Opossum Into Your Bed

Natasha Kochicheril Moni

The summer you learned who was dealing what. You were applying to programs, your pointillism, neat in inkwhen a wind disappeared your drawing.

balance photo
August 3, 2015 | Poetry

balance

Natalie Sargent

    the sky is gray and you will not stop talking about balance this focus has become your baby for at least the... more

Smeary Flowers, 1983 photo
July 29, 2015 | Poetry

Smeary Flowers, 1983

Lauren Camp

All I wanted was the haze of a worn gown / of sleep after the scrape of that / honey-sipped night.

Three Poems photo
July 28, 2015 | Poetry

Three Poems

Sarah Barber

All summer the future had been coming for us like a thunderstorm at which turkeys look up and drown in the rain.

Poems photo
July 24, 2015 | Poetry

Poems

Elizabeth Ellen

I hadn’t had any alcohol to drink in forty-two days.
I had told myself I wouldn’t drink for thirty but once you stop doing something it’s hard to start doing it again.

2 Poems photo
July 23, 2015 | Poetry

2 Poems

Kelly Schirmann

I agree to an extended death

I am yelling out the windows

of this speeding automobile

Three Poems photo
July 21, 2015 | Poetry

Three Poems

Luiza Flynn-Goodlett

This has to stop— / you're a year dead. I shatter the mirror // with a glare, pace the hall carpet, / but others arrive by dawn, agitated // by thuribles, syllables scattered from / pulpits, daughters buttoned into pastel.

Three Poems photo
July 8, 2015 | Poetry

Three Poems

Molly McGuire

 fuck me here on this scabrous mountain while we all watch each other among sacred olives fuck away desire.

deaths in the family photo
June 30, 2015 | Poetry

deaths in the family

Giancarlo Paradiso

Watching the blood drain was the moment she knew/ that she didn’t have it figured out."

poems photo
June 26, 2015 | Poetry

poems

Elizabeth Ellen

Tanja and I were competing to see who had moved the most as a child.
“I know of at least fourteen places we lived before I was eighteen,” I said.
Tanja started naming places she had lived. She kept naming her grandma’s house over and over, between every place.

3 Poems photo
June 25, 2015 | Poetry

3 Poems

Leigh Matthews

If I too am a void into which/She finds the solace of vanishing.

3 Poems photo
June 24, 2015 | Poetry

3 Poems

Amanda Goldblatt

yesterday I bragged
about having a friend

Two Poems photo
June 23, 2015 | Poetry

Two Poems

Angela Sabo

It's like how falling in love never leaves a good taste in your mouth. 

Six Poems photo
June 19, 2015 | Poetry

Six Poems

Elizabeth Ellen

I can only remember smoking weed with Steve once.
It was either right before or right after I married my daughter’s father.

poems about the spiritual weight of hard shell tacos  photo
June 18, 2015 | Poetry

poems about the spiritual weight of hard shell tacos 

Pete Holby

My sense of regret is the dog
you remember with immense fondness
but that you no longer know.

Two Poems photo
June 16, 2015 | Poetry

Two Poems

Bobby Rich

This is a 16-bit top-down adventure game, which, like many adventure games, is focused on a "hero." 

6 Poems photo
June 12, 2015 | Poetry

6 Poems

Elizabeth Ellen

“God, dating Drake would be like dating a submissive,” my daughter said.

Two Poems  photo
June 11, 2015 | Poetry

Two Poems 

Julia Paganelli

Construction drills
grind, teeth against the pavement.

2 Poems photo
June 10, 2015 | Poetry

2 Poems

Matthew Olzmann

Dear 52-Hertz Whale: Because you sing at a frequency no other whales can hear, scientists have nicknamed you "The World's Loneliest Whale." I'm sure it's unbearable out there, swimming through eternity, calling out...

Recent Books

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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...

 

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Selected Tweets

Tao Lin & Mira Gonzalez


"I think I’ve read the most Twitter while laying in bed or on my back, or just laying in places, like in parks or in airports."
Tao Lin

"I feel comfortable tweeting things that I would never feel comfortable saying in a real life conversation, or even in other places on the internet."
Mira Gonzalez