May 16, 2025 | Poetry
Why I Pulled All the Reds from My Crayola Box
Patrick G. Roland
Before the internet had all the answers,
before Siri, before Alexa,
before TikTok teens with ring lights
explained the universe in under thirty seconds—
I had my dad.
Dad was my Wikipedia.
Dad
May 15, 2025 | Fiction
Excerpts from STEALING MARQUEE MOON
Christopher Kennedy
In those days, it was popular to ask, What would Jesus do? I crucified myself for days.
May 15, 2025 | Fiction
She Wants Her MTV
Mallory Smart
They said it was a record-breaking storm. I wasn’t paying attention. I was trying to find a clean bowl and wondering if the radiator was supposed to make that noise. I didn’t think anyone would be out
May 14, 2025 | Poetry
Playing House
Emily Sperber
Look longingly
out the window. Wait for myself to come home.
Rewriting Sentences
Tara Layne
We shouldn’t have become friends. Everything about our separate lives suggested we wouldn’t meet—me in the comfort of my sunny Los Angeles home, framed by blue skies, and Frank confined by barbed wire
BUT THEN YOU’RE OUT OF ARROWS
Carly Kaste
The hamster was actually a mouse. We were calling a lot of things by the wrong names back then.
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