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June 28, 2017 | Fiction

Carl "The Monolith" Reinhardt 

TJ Fuller

I used to part masses. To wade through throngs of children cheering. Boogie would press play on the cassette, and I’d come through the crowd instead of take the aisle. I’d roll on the trampoline and stand above a field of pumping fists. 

June 26, 2017 | Fiction

Security Breeds Stagnation

Emily Pavick

I call that year my wandering year or my train station year or my year of the lucky rat year. It was 1996 and I was pregnant with my first child, Boris––born with a strong heart, Boris.

June 26, 2017 | Nonfiction

168 Hours on the Las Vegas Strip

Erin Langner

You would be forgiven for thinking Vegas is not the place for you. 

June 25, 2017 |

Airplane Banners

Jessy Randall

June 23, 2017 | Poetry

Three Haiku

Rose Schechter

I can almost split your face in two.

June 22, 2017 |

It Won't Always Be Like This

Anita Ho Tong

She had gorgeous hair, long and dark -- I like to wrap it around my neck after we make love and fall asleep like that. 

June 20, 2017 |

The Time Between Us

Aaron Burch

We were there to see Belgian metal band Oathbreaker. And I bought a Khemmis shirt, in part because theirs was one of the best, most metal, riffiest sets I’ve ever seen and in part because their shirts were the kinds of all wizards and skulls that you want in a metal shirt. But it was Jaye Jayle I found most hypnotic.

June 20, 2017 | Nonfiction

How to Be a Disney

Chachi Hauser

The first thing you need to know about being a Disney is that you should avoid letting anyone know that you are one.

June 16, 2017 | Interview

Dreamworlds: An Excerpt of Bruja and Interview with Wendy C. Ortiz

Elle Nash

The book reveals as much about the reader’s psyche, about the self and the readers’ reaction to reading it, as it does about the author— this deeply personal thing, a dream, so full of symbols we imbue with our own shared and cultural meanings.

June 16, 2017 | Fiction

Taking Care of the Baby

Letitia Trent

The neighbor comes to my door with my keys in his hand: I'd left them in the mailbox earlier, or maybe yesterday, or the day before that.

June 15, 2017 |

Mystery Science Theater 3000

Sean Kilpatrick

Nemo me impune lacessit - pueri et infirmi, qui scripsit in pupa.

June 15, 2017 | Poetry

Trigger Warning

Noah Eli Gordon

It’s not the enormity of the half-eaten doughnut. 

June 14, 2017 |

Buster's Mal Heart

Sean Kilpatrick

Malek's our man for Malek on Malek

June 14, 2017 | Fiction

The Girlfriends

Michelle Lyn King

His new girlfriend makes things with her hands. You know. Things. Candle holders out of twigs. A mosaic picture frame out of broken up bits of CDs.

June 13, 2017 | Poetry

Thinking Errors

J. Bailey Hutchinson

Because I love in the manner of eating I am sure whatever I take from you will pass.

June 12, 2017 | Fiction

Clothes Are Rarely Important in a Highly Emphasized Way

Dóra Grőber

He's lying in bed thinking about his imaginary lover. He's not touching himself, he doesn't think about him when he does, only maybe in the very final moments. 

June 12, 2017 | Nonfiction

The Habit of Cutting In the Edges

Andrew Johnson

You gather one brush, one can of paint, one room, and one hand tethered to attention.

June 9, 2017 | Interview

Interview with Dan Chaon 

Bryan Furuness

As far as structure goes, I’ve always been interested in the way fragments of narrative can play off one another. All of my novels have been puzzles—games—that I’ve created for myself. 

June 8, 2017 | Nonfiction

Ghosts

Brent Fisk

I began my life in a trailer. A black and white shaky construction plunked on a corner some farmer had carved out of an old cow pasture. One silver maple with a rotten core clung to life. I watched the world outside through drafty windows and remember the shade slapping the sash when the wind picked up. 

June 8, 2017 | Fiction

Those Things You Do

Michael Seymour Blake

You ignore the sudden impulse to bash your office mug collection and dance barefoot on the broken glass shards. Instead, you brush your teeth and get into bed because you have a busy day tomorrow!

June 7, 2017 | Poetry

Secondhand Smoke

Martin Ott

The man who bought Hitler’s bed did not have nightmares as a child. 

June 6, 2017 | Fiction

Hands

Sara Henry

This is what Ro’s holy confirmation means. It means she’s a woman in the eyes of God. It means she’s almost done with the eighth grade

June 6, 2017 |

California

Claire Greising

I don’t know if I ever actually listened to Blink-182, but I told people that I did.

June 5, 2017 | Poetry

Four Haiku

Maggie Hess

You were the hands

June 2, 2017 |

Hinterland Transmissions:  Folly At The Laundromat

Steve Anwyll

Of course the laundromat goes quiet. I glance around. We're all shocked. I catch the eyes of a little girl. Hair in pigtails. She looks scared.

June 2, 2017 | Fiction

Grass Snake, Hailstorm

Lucie Bonvalet

I walk in the mud by the river. The mud is cold. The mud swallows one foot, then the other. It's hard to remove my foot, the mud won't let me.

June 1, 2017 | Poetry

Believeland

Jason Koo

Woke up alone today in my own bed
after a solid sleep for the first time

in over three weeks, feeling strange there,
almost rested, but not quite, how big

my bed was around me, how new

June 1, 2017 | Nonfiction

My Father is a Collection

David Bersell

I used to think my father was a baseball card.

May 31, 2017 | Poetry

Four Poems

Lisa Low

I carve horses out of watermelon. I swallow / fish eyes like gum drops. I pray under / neon chandeliers, string chrysanthemum / in my hair. 

May 31, 2017 | Fiction

Osmin's Drinks

Joshua Bohnsack

Preparation:

- In pint glass, pour Rumchata over ice. 

- Top with Dr. Pepper or Root Beer, whichever he is feeling.

- Drink through a straw.