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?
July 16, 2018 | Nonfiction
Kurt Cobain Doesn't Know Much Of Anything
Michael Stutz
What I've written here is, of course, something that Kurt Cobain will never know. On April 8, the discovery... more
"Talkin' Bout Practice": March Madness
Alyssa Oursler
This wasn’t supposed to be an essay.
Things in my Room: The Bunting
Martha Grover
I became obsessed with the idea of bunting. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I wanted to make my own.
five poems
will butts
10,000 years from now
two men will be
digging
in the ground
and they’ll find
a frisbee
buried... more
TONIGHT I’M CHELSEA HODSON: a (follow-up) interview with Chelsea Hodson
Elizabeth Ellen
"I’m always looking for ways to pay more attention. I thought maybe I could be a better writer if I knew what private investigators knew, if I could see a clue for what it was. I’m still learning."
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?
three poems
Leah Dworkin
to gain followers I use my body then / I lose them with my poems
Turning 40
Larissa Kosmos
After I turned thirty-five, the age of forty circled me like a shark. My dread of it intensified with each passing year. On my thirty-eighth... more
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.
FIVE POEMS
Jacqueline Young
while i / in half-lotus / pluck stubble from / my belly
Chain Restaurants, Reviewed by Poems: In-N-Out Burger
Danny Caine
Nostalgia style: you miss your Double Double
before you even take a bite. You know
burgers become slimy wax paper crumbles,
babies become toddlers, toddlers become
She’s So Unusual
Dan Morey
“Get in here!” yelled Grandma. “Carrot Head is gonna sing!”
In Bloom
Kevin Sampsell
Daisy was going to community college classes out on SE 82nd and trying to figure out what direction her life should take. Her classes were Dental Hygiene, Religious Studies, and Ethics in Improv Comedy.
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.
Four Poems
Darin Ciccotelli
Rain drags its cage / through the neighborhood. You / see nothing but // trenches. Rusty shovels, / the alien rocks sprayed / like genitals.
Desperately Seeking Whoopi: Whoopi Goldberg, live at the Motorcity Casino, Detroit, Friday, June 15th, 2018
Elizabeth Ellen
Ironically, hours before we went to see Whoopi, I texted two friends from my bathtub that I didn’t think I would ever write another essay. It was “too hard.” “People only want to vilify you, so they look for words to use to that end, and ignore the rest of what you’ve said.”
Four Poems
Brandon Melendez
For weeks after, I watched California burn / out my window & on the evening news & the ash // in my cheeks became the only way/ to pronounce home.
ugly dusk
Logan February
Jack Daniel screams his way down my throat & it’s a dry thrust.
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
Always an Animal at the End of the Leash
Bryce Emley
My dog keeps biting me when he’s scared / and, like anyone, is always scared.
Things in my Room: Versace Gold Duffel Bag
Martha Grover
Now I’m not dating anymore and I use the gold duffel bag to haul my belongings from one house-sitting gig to the next.
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