December 31, 2018 | Nonfiction
In the Kingdom of Heaven and Mom Blogs
Hanna Brooks Olsen
A Godly woman has to make a living, after all.
December 31, 2018 | Poetry
Happy New Year
Emily Alexander
I tried to look / like I was looking for someone above...
December 30, 2018 | Nonfiction
No One Asks the Harpy
Erin Lynch
My friend told me, it’s just about you needing control. I did not respond when she said this. Considering nothing is just about anything.
Sharp Cheddar with Dijon on Rye
Christina Craigo
He watched the door, and saw that it wanted to open.
Arts and Crafts
Rachel Tramonte
Today I bought blue yarn and brand-new silver nails...
Climate and Human Activity: An Excerpt
Kayla Blatchley
She had grown up and now lived in a cold climate that encouraged looking down.
Today on Dagobah, Ep. 1: "The Landing"
Josh Sippie
Yoda sat atop the wreckage of his escape pod, still creaking from skidding into the murky swamp hours prior
In the Big, Big House
Hank Stephenson
Please God forgive me. Please God forgive me.
Ant Lifeboat
Annie Woods
The day my brother died, my mom ran naked in the street.
Miami
Zoe Contros Kearl
You’re in Miami and you're driving under the banyans and the palms and you're heading away from the tennis courts by the water and you're looking at the sky above the parkway and you're heading home and sometimes it feels like you'll always be in Miami.
After We Left
Michael Cuglietta
The guy at the hardware store convinced me to buy a bag of concrete mix.
Hard To Know
Sophie McCreesh
I remember playing some songs at four in the morning and asking if you liked them. What the songs sounded like doesn’t matter now. I only knew a little about songs back then but I know a bit more
Hinterland Transmissions: Tackling Homelessness
Steve Anwyll
The bum drags himself off the floor. Then comes on nice. Real buddy buddy shit.
Excerpt from The Old Colonialists
Sam Michel
A few of the Greater Mosquitoes jogged by with their boards across the flats, all chest and teeth and bleach-brown hair and headed joyous to the break. They ran full on down the slope, stepped high
Risk Mitigation at the Dawn of My Conceivable Extinction
Paulette Perhach
While the atmosphere pumps steroids into hurricanes, let me feel the Ecuadorian sun on my face.
Through the Wall
Harris Lahti
It’s weird at first. The tenants through the wall. Inhabiting what used to be one-half of their home. The clanging pots and toilet flushes, heavy footsteps. The second truck in the driveway beside
That Night
Annette Covrigaru
“Hide the Tzahal patch,” he warned before seeing me off.
Two Stories
Fiona Foster
Trigger
Up north she took her daughter for a walk to see the woods. Their host’s big yellow dog came along. The snow was deep. The dog was off and ranging. She crept under a fir tree and showed her
Witness
Matt Whelihan
And while I could mythologize those years as a win for self-actualization—I did start that band—it was also a time of anxiety and frustration.
The Dormitory
Rob Walsh
At midnight there was a knock on our door, and though our hallmates often knocked at this hour
THE JUNGLE BURIED IN REFLECTED LIGHT IS CALLING TO YOU
Jason Reed-Mundell
The film was a Disney re-release, full of rollicking creatures with wide-flung arms emitting human sounds through smiles that hummed and flickered like radio speakers. Blake was too drunk to follow what was going on, but he ate his popcorn and drifted in and out of sleep, and the things were laughing and singing to him.
The Ring (excerpt from Bengal Lights)
Kirk Michael
We stepped into a washroom and I looked longer at the ring on her finger. “It’s just for starters.” She opened the tap of the industrial sink and drank sideways, water slipping down her chin. She




