Showing results for 2015
March 22nd
Peter Witte
I was on an evening walk with my dog when we came upon me neighbor, Rick.
Night After Night
Nate Lippens
The song ends. Through the wall, he hears the crowd applauding the band. A burble of indecipherable stage patter is smothered under microphone crackle. He rights himself and unlatches the door.
Herman French
Eric Rosenblum
The one and only time I saw Herman French naked was when he was toweling off after a shower. Herman was my bunkmate two years ago at Camp Thunderbird. He had the smallest penis I’d ever seen.
Three Poems
Paul Asta
When Bobby Flay looks at the camera, he looks
at your soul, your secret ingredient, the insides
of your cupboards, the depths of which are unknown.
The GwalaCost // Ep. 4: Happy GwalaDays!!!
Jordan Castro
Jordan Castro writes about rapper Peewee Longway, memories of his dad and Run-D.M.C., his views on Christmas over the years, and some of his favorite Christmas rap lines.
I Lost My Orgasm
Hillary Leftwich
Maybe I dropped it as I struggle to hold the box of Munchkin donuts and the lukewarm cup of coffee in my hands that I brought for you. Even after you told me not to. Even after you told me you needed space.
Great Moments in Cinematic Drinking: Scrooged
Matt Sailor
Christmas Past
Bill Murray has come a long way. His corner office is all black lacquer and polished chrome, a monument to late-80s decadence, a temple whose sole object of worship is money. His
INSIDE OUT
Sean Kilpatrick
Where is the sequel with everyone’s joy icon shown twenty years down the road, morphed into a cenobite, gnawing the bedpost it tied itself to, libidinously squelched?
Mt. Silver
Adam Zachary
I couldn’t sleep when we shared a bed anyway, so most nights, when he was deep enough, I wriggled out of his armpit to lay on the floor, play Pokémon until sunrise caught on spots in the window.
Directive Amidst Digression
Oliver Lee Bateman
Like many other men in their seventies, my father has prepared a set of final directives.
Lazy Wolf: The Series (pt. 4)
Alex Jiang
[Previously on... Part 3 :: Part 2 :: Part 1]
Last time, Lt. Pup got Mental-bombed by a Cat spy and fights for his life in his mind against the evil feline. Will he get his mind taken over
Baby Hitler and the Man with the Glowing Hair
Dave Housley
Baby Hitler giggles and pulls another leg off the spider. Just three legs this time. He pulled them all off the last one and pushed it into the corner and it just sat there until finally Baby
Turn in the Direction of the Skid
Robert P. Kaye
Dan got an associate’s degree in business, works for a bank and still deals a little dope on the side. Moss sells high-end real estate in the city. Spence moved to Brooklyn for the music and he’s got an EP on Bandcamp that’s pretty damned good. I’m the only one who stayed in town.
A Review of By the Sea, or, How to Be An Artist and Female, I.e. How to be Unlikable, or, How to (Not) Pander
Elizabeth Ellen
And now I am left wondering how The End of the Story might have been different, what more we might have found out, had ‘Vincent’ not been a presence in that flowered armchair, had Lydia not been conscious of him invoking rules: there shouldn’t be any intimate scenes.
Iggy Pops Got A Rocket In His Pocket
Jacob S. Knabb
Iggy Pop has a rocket in his pocket and he shore is gone pull it out.
We Are the Hallwalkers
Chelsea Laine Wells
We are the high school hallwalkers, the frequent fliers, the do not admit until disciplinary list, the back of the class, the front of the class where I can keep my eye on you, the laughing and fighting and nodding off
Four Things
Kenta Maniwa
i took a girl to a donut shop after an art show
i bought her a donut and milk and then we sat in my car
we talked and ate donuts
she said she had thanksgiving dinner with a guy who shot two cops
Baby Hitler and the Man from the Republican Primary
Dave Housley
Baby Hitler woke up angry. He sat up. They would be coming for him again. Who, he did not know. A kung fu master? A presidential candidate from the future? Last week a woman in a strange yellow
The Phoenix Triptych
Monet Patrice Thomas
You are twenty-six, so you know everything about anything.
Postcards
Joe Plicka
Pizza Hut pays for my gas, and of course I eat for free whenever I get to one of our restaurants. They allow me fifty a day for lodging, but since we’re saving for that patio set I usually just sleep in the car if the room is over forty. In Iowa City it was hard to find something that cheap but Missouri is like motel central!
2 Fictions
Hanna Mangold
six years later and I only know how to be needed