February 26, 2016 | Poetry
The Butcher
Teresa Plana
Once a year I decide
I don't love you. It's
today. Watch me
not make you breakfast.
The child is only
this flesh I grew
and you tore
out of me.
Now it stirs in the
February 25, 2016 | Poetry
Alpha Centauri, Taylor Rain
Vishal Narang
I've seen my friend Taylor sleeping
mouth open sometimes, one time with a boner
Whenever I've awoken him, he has
acknowledged my presence immediately
and put his hand in the
February 24, 2016 | Fiction
Nothing Has a Location Until It Is Observed
Andrea Eberly
When Sophie arrived home from the Strange Charm concert, she realized she was now in possession of an uncomfortable secret. The next day at work it replayed in her mind at least a hundred times.
February 23, 2016 | Poetry
Deleted Vows
Vincent Scarpa
To love is to understand
the tsunami--
that it's just a thing the sea does
when it's been too long
missing the
Those Bears (pt. 8)
Jarod Roselló
[Previously on... Part 7 | Part 6 | Part 5 | Part 4 | Part 3 | Part 2 | Part 1]
No One Ever Said a Murder Ballad was Anything but Haunting
BJ Love
but that's all about to change. My murder ballads, well, they prefer to terrify. I want to talk more about titular heroes. About what it means to kiss a goose. I mean, kill a goose. I want to do
The Last of the Bonafide Virtuosos
Alex Blum
There’s hardly anywhere like Norton’s anymore, and no one like Norton. He sold phrases for special occasions out of a shop in Queens.
The Door Saga
Becky Bosshart
Chesterfield knocked with two eczematous knuckles—only a courtesy warning to let her know he was coming on in. This time he walked into a locked door.
Some Horns (Pt. 10)
Nick Francis Potter
A werewolf?
You know, I feel like it's a good possibility, officer, I really do.
Self Defense for Girls
Laurie Cedilnik
Sarah squeezed into a bathroom stall with Ralph. Outside her boyfriend sat at the bar, nursing yet another domestic beer.
Luck Come Undone
Jason Thayer
Hector was lucky and he knew it. And everyone else knew it too.
Lazy Wolf: The Series (pt. 5)
Alex Jiang
[Previously on... Part 4 :: Part 3 :: Part 2 :: Part 1]
Here's what happened. Lt' Pup' Got mental bombed by a cat. Boom. He had to fight for his life in his mind. Boom. And he won the battle.
the preamble to the deceleration of independence
Sam Price
everyone leaves the party
and I'm still at the party
I sleep on the floor some time later, leaving
a half-drunk Miller Lite within reach
there are mattresses
The Civilized Pirate
Sommer Schafer
He wasn’t expecting how strong they’d be with their pale soft hands and their petticoats and their bowties and their cummerbunds. But when they stormed the ship, they threw aside lacy parasols and let fall monoculars.
Real Winter
Lucy Tiven
The first time i took an Adderall I fell in love and was in love
for four years.
The Walgreens Years
J.H. Pearl
No one has all the answers. What could the man returning a fleece bodysuit say to the woman behind him getting ready to buy exactly the same item?
Those Bears (pt. 7)
Jarod Roselló
[Previously on... Part 6 | Part 5 | Part 4 | Part 3 | Part 2 | Part 1]
Bedtime Story
Doug Ramspeck
Sometimes the two memories grow conflated in her thoughts, especially in her dreams.
Two Poems
Elizabeth Powell
The past kept living inside me like a cheap Timex. “Where are you going?” the store clerk said. But I heard my father in my head, practically dragging me from bed to bon voyage me out of Newark when this terminal was merely stairs, no moving sidewalks...
Wow and Flutter #1: Peace and Love from Lee
Tyler Koshakow
1.
Walter Benjamin begins his essay “Unpacking My Library” like this:
“I am unpacking my library. Yes, I am.”
I can relate. This last summer, I moved all of my possessions from an
Trip the Light Fantastic
Craig Buchner
She almost said yes until she saw the stain.