November 19, 2014 | Poetry
Mathematics IIIIIIIIIII-IIIIIIIIIIIIIII
Timothy Wojcik
Mathematics IIIIIIIIIII
A miracle trapped in a fur coat. A fur coat trapped in its original body.
Mathematically speaking, the body is made up of four essential parts: the arms, the ideas,
November 19, 2014 | Fiction
Grand Army of the Republic Highway
Jacob White
I am driving through the hill country when I spot up ahead, in the dip between two hills, this young buck with his thumb out, sleeveless, flaunting the white underside of a supple tanned bicep
November 18, 2014 | Fiction
Him or His Brother
Anna Lea Jancewicz
I was wearing white lipstick when I pressed a kiss onto the dirty window in the back corner of his mother’s garage, pasting spider silk and bone-colored dust to the glass. I left that mark to be
More Extreme: Talking with Lance Olsen on FC2's 40th Birthday
Rachel Levy
Founded in 1974, FC2 is one of America’s best-known ongoing literary experiments and progressive art communities.
Lance Olsen is the author of twelve novels, one hypertext, five nonfiction
Karaoke Brothel
Sean Kilpatrick
I spend my free time an appropriate amount of bed sick. I keep a lot of spare pieces of glass up my carpeted self. I mean a literal debris of glass happens when I sit forward.
Personal History of Beer
Josip Novakovich
I stayed in the monastery for a month to read the entire Bible in the Luther translation in German. My reward was that every evening, I would get a pint of ale that the monks made right there, and it came from large rotting oak barrels, which enhanced the flavor. After Gregorian chants, prayers, and then a couple of halb-liter, the monks were pretty close to God.
Food Memories
Sara McGrath
The girl you spent a whole summer watching Beverly Hills 90210 and eating McDonald’s lunches with ran up behind you, taking hold of your backpack.
Somewhere Between Now and the Zucchini
Warren Buchanan
I ran into myself at the grocery store the other day. The store had just run out of Cookie Crisp cereal. The worst part was that I'd gone to the store specifically to get the cereal, along with
One
Amy Butcher
I thought it was a baby. It was possible, though not—and this is the important part—likely.
TRUE LIFE: I MARRIED SCOTT MCCLANAHAN
Juliet Escoria
I made this when my dad and stepmom came to visit. I also made it for Scott’s parents and kids. I guess those are called my in-laws and stepchildren now. It’s a real “crowd-pleaser”!!!
Gone Girl
Sean Kilpatrick
A relationship’s complacency can only end atop the stripped sinew of an erect Doogie Howser. We’re not gonna hide at being perfect.
Cowboys Don't Eat Their Horses
Steven W. McCarty
Before I was fired from Pinnacle Heating & Air, my boss had me drive to Limon to pick up the most expensive heat pump on the market at his other store. I almost felt bad for the guy he was
Transit (1986)
Debra Monroe
I towed my worldly goods to a remote plot with real snakes in the grass, real primroses near pathways, and I wasn’t a tisket-a-tasket girl running errands but an adult with a narrow skill set that had sent me toward serial opportunities, jobs, my career not careering but ascendant as I checked off items on widely circulated how-to lists, but no one could tell me how to succeed at love.
Plotlines from TV’s The Sopranos Re-Interpreted by Lydia Davis
Christian Hayden
The Mortadella
Sometimes when my husband and I argue he eats mortadella from the refrigerator. Other times he does not.
Rubenesque
There is a term for women of my wife’s size, a
Great Moments in Cinematic Drinking: The Thing
Matt Sailor
Kurt Russell needs a moment to himself. It’s been a hard day. Night. Days? It’s hard to tell. He’s been in Antarctica so long, the days so long that they become nights, the nights so long that they