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December 31, 2014 |

My Favorite Art (And Other) Things In 2014

Jordan Castro

A while ago, I predicted Taylor Swift's career arc, and so far, I'm correct.

December 31, 2014 |

Polyester in Odorama / The Room with Tommy Wiseau in person

Sean Kilpatrick

and it is always okay to be cruel in the arts, whether people like him are in on it or not, because who cares, internet (hey internet, how do I take a selfie of my fucking concern for others?)

December 30, 2014 |

The Survivors

Morgen Eljot

December 29, 2014 | Fiction


Melissa Yancy

Thank you for agreeing to serve as my culture champion. I appreciate you.

December 26, 2014 |

The Moth

Sean Kilpatrick

When I was young, I wanted one of those Davy Crockett hats. Because I admire psychopaths.

December 25, 2014 |

Lazy Wolf -- Christmas Special

Alex Jiang

Shining lights and beautiful balls,
turning night as darkness crawls.

December 25, 2014 |

The Interview

Sean Kilpatrick

 Shucks, you know the only racism worth a damn comes from poverty. I like Franco when he’s silly.

December 24, 2014 | Fiction

To Fall is to Serve the Public Good

Shane Hunt

Defenestrated again. On the way down I regret that it isn’t raining.

December 23, 2014 |

Ninja Turtles / Interstellar / Guardians of the Galaxy / Birdman

Sean Kilpatrick

PS. I was part of an email the studio campaign in the early 2000s to openly mock the idea of a Dawn of the Dead remake, before remakes were a condition.

December 23, 2014 | Poetry

Two Poems

Brian Beatty

I keep waiting for them to say / something the least bit unfamiliar.

December 22, 2014 | Nonfiction

I Was Nine

Steve Anwyll

One time I was sitting near a row of bushes along the side of the house playing with some toys. Immersed in what I was doing. And a thick river of shit flowed from my asshole.

December 22, 2014 | Poetry

Two Poems

Patricia Colleen Murphy

How was I supposed to know / what to do about every pimply boy wanting to stick his / dick in my mouth?

December 20, 2014 |

A Comprehensive History Of Me In Terms Of Dancing

Jordan Castro

Age 10: Wrote an essay for school about how I wanted to be a rapper when I grew up. When I got home and told my dad about it he said "Rap for me" then lay in my bed while I rapped "Lose Yourself" by Eminem for him. When I finished he told me I needed to "get into it more, not just stand there with [my] hands in my pockets."


December 19, 2014 |

World Trade Center: An Outlier in the Filmmaking Career of Oliver Stone

Charlie Riccardelli

2006 saw the release of World Trade Center and United 93, the first two studio films to use the events of 9/11 as their primary focus. I recall their impending releases at my local movie theatre

December 17, 2014 | Poetry

Three Poems

William Stobb

By living according to core values, we can carry on daily tasks with conviction. Conserve fossil fuels. Avoid the plastic cycle. Too much looking around can lead to paralysis due to the inevitable sense of unfathomable vastness that makes consciousness feel like an infinitesimal quirk.

December 17, 2014 | Fiction

Brass on Oak; Oak on Marble; Marble on Glass; Glass on Steel

Andrew Brininstool

Ed's note: This story originally ran on Hobart in 2010. In celebration of the upcoming publication of Andrew Brininstool's book, Crude Sketches Done in Quick Succession, in which this story

December 16, 2014 | Fiction

No Room for Discontent

Olga Zilberbourg

Four decades after breaking off our high school romance, we found each other again, I, Phillip, twenty-five years into my second marriage, and I, Lily, divorced.

December 15, 2014 | Nonfiction

#Nightshift: "Just One Arrow" (Excerpts from an Instagram Essay)

Jeff Sharlet

“For years after the war and after the camps, Chava Rosenfarb woke up every morning at 4:00 a.m. to write. She’d open her eyes in the darkness and slip out of bed without waking her husband...

December 12, 2014 | Nonfiction

Our Doubles, Ourselves: Twin Peaks and My Summer at the Black Lodge

Linnie Greene

And then I found her on a VHS. My double, my twin, my doppelganger. Laura Palmer.

December 11, 2014 | Fiction


Danny Lorberbaum

Toby was blind. He was different. We left him alone.


December 10, 2014 | Poetry

Two Poems

Britt Melewski

I tried to balance things with prescriptions; I tried some more.

December 9, 2014 | Fiction

Not This Town

Tina V. Cabrera

The fact that it happened at the town's polar bear research station is irrelevant. A polar bear didn't kill the child.

December 8, 2014 | Nonfiction

#Nightshift: Mugshot (Excerpts from an Instagram Essay)

Jeff Sharlet

Sunday paper. Card Showers announced for Cecile Jarry, 99, and Fred Aldrich, 90. Meeting of the Sherlock Holmes Club this Wednesday.

December 5, 2014 | Fiction

The Painter's Delay

Matt Bell

The parents were not without greed, and so the younger painted, and as she painted the painting changed. 

December 4, 2014 | Poetry

Two Pokémon: Bulbasaur & Eevee

Colette Arrand

“An extremely rare Pokémon that may evolve in a number of different ways depending on stimuli.” – Pokémon FireRed

December 3, 2014 | Nonfiction


Nina Boutsikaris

What we liked to do that fall—once mornings had grown thin around the edges, the sun sheer like white linen and gone by four o’clock—was to put on eyeliner and these old fur stoles she had collected from thrift store heaps...

December 2, 2014 | Fiction

Dead Poet, No Fun

Caitlin Barasch

On the night I left your apartment, my phone died.

December 1, 2014 |


Andrew Bomback

Against what, exactly, is Karl Ove Knausgaard struggling? 

December 1, 2014 | Poetry

Yeah so I’m a turkey so what    

Stowell Watters

I’m a symbol of an America newly forged and I live with like 1000 other turkeys in a yard Who gives a shit

November 28, 2014 | Poetry


Laura Theobald

from what my hair says about you

announcers on television will say things like “he was just too late” during a soccer match when a player fails to follow up on a set towards a goal. it adds a