May 25, 2026 | Fiction
Entombed
James Callan
I was on my morning jog when I saw what I believed to be a young man asleep or dead in the sand.
May 24, 2026 | fucked up modern love essays
The Sitarist
Katie Haley
Sitting in his gold Toyota listening to old metal. He turned down The Accused to tell me about his diagnosis.
May 23, 2026 | Nonfiction
Someone Else's Flowers
Tara Layne
“The Upper East Side. For uncreative rich people who don't know the first thing about being happy,” Mom said, and I believed her.
May 22, 2026 | Fiction
For Practice
Hannah Meyer
Avery was the worst kind of people pleaser. A failed one who didn’t know how to make other people happy but attempted only to her own demise. When Sienna asked Avery if she wanted to steal, the yes
This Place, for Magic
Eric Boyd
It is warm in the theatre. The chair is comfortable. The trailers ended and most of the films looked good. A Coca Cola ad begins playing, which is the second to last thing they show before the movie.
Early August
Destin Shimer
She walks around like a colt in a kitchen I don’t know, bluish crescent bruise on her calf flashing every couple of turns at me.
Recent Books
Pregaming Grief
Danielle Chelosky
Love is like a museum. You have to look around, experience things, and then leave.
Her Lesser Work
Elizabeth Ellen
"[Her Lesser Work] is a collection of mordant and formally inventive stories circling themes of, let’s say, desire and escape within repressive structures."
-Walker Caplan, Literary Hub
