March 24, 2017 | Nonfiction
Honey Mustard
Michael Fischer
He could kill me right now. I’m rail-thin, depression rotting the muscle off me since I got here. He’s big and strong and calls himself Faheem.
March 21, 2017 | Interview
Interview with Lauren Grodstein
Rob Volansky
Grodstein is the author of four previous books, including the New York Times bestseller A Friend of the Family and the Washington Post Book of the Year The Explanation for Everything. She was kind enough to answer some of my questions regarding OUR SHORT HISTORY, out now from Algonquin Books.
Severance
Jason Metz
There are meetings in places that come disguised as something else.
Get Out / John Wick 2
Sean Kilpatrick
Honoring AV Club's restraining order against me from this day forward
Dear Editor: poems
Wheeler Light
Dear Editor, or Owl
Attached are poems in which I spin my head three hundred sixty degrees attempting to stare at myself. Attached are poems in which I attempt to eat myself
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.
A Cure for Wellness
Sean Kilpatrick
“I look forward to the time when I shall refuse to learn another thing, having accumulated errors enough.” Charles Fort
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.
HInterland Transmissions: AIDS on a Toothbrush
Steve Anwyll
It's the middle of winter. My last submission was rejected with good cause. It went a little off the deep end.
So Your Employer Offered You a Pronoun Button
Kelly Magee
Congratulations! Your employer is an open-minded, inclusive institution that has discovered a method to ensure the comfort of their gender non-conforming employees, and that method is buttons.
From the Muddy Banks of the Wishkah
Kristine Brown
From the Muddy Banks of the Wishkah
Nirvana
Label: DGC
Released: October 1st, 1996
Length: 17 songs, 54 minutes
Last time I saw you, a good foot separated the two of us. Walked up
Three Poems
Erika Jo Brown
I want to be a zygote again. / I want to be a dumb plant.
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
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.
Take That, Linnaeus
Candice Kelsey
When clearly it could be a mommy or even a child for that matter.
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.
More Lives Than Your Own
Alex Ebel
A woman waited in line in front of me, anxiously watching the television behind the plexiglass partition. The gas station attendant broke rolls of quarters in half and dropped them into the register. A second woman spoke on screen, dressed in an orange pant suit, matching neon lipstick and a gold crescent moon pinned to her lapel below her microphone. I imagined the petroleum-wax scent her breath might leave as she spoke.
Interview with Christopher Smith
Gregory Lee Sullivan
I’m fascinated by the idea of nonlinear time — that linear time is a construct we use to make sense of the world. Now, maybe without linear time we’d all be mad. But I find great comfort in accepting the idea, intellectually, that linear time isn’t necessarily real.