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168 Hours on the Las Vegas Strip photo
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. 

Airplane Banners photo
June 25, 2017 | Sunday Comics

Airplane Banners

Jessy Randall

Three Haiku photo
June 23, 2017 | Poetry

Three Haiku

Rose Schechter

I can almost split your face in two.

It Won't Always Be Like This photo
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. 

Exceptional Air photo
June 21, 2017 | Fiction

Exceptional Air

Jason Teal

Maybe Marjorie lives a solitary life bookended by Family Feud reruns, spending painstaking hours in front of the set trying to put the city together, but small parts keep breaking off or falling under the couch through her indelicate hands

The Time Between Us photo
June 20, 2017 | Jukebox Happy Hour

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.

How to Be a Disney photo
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 19, 2017 | Poetry


Katie Darby Mullins

I want him to know that we’re the same.

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

Taking Care of the Baby photo
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.

Mystery Science Theater 3000 photo
June 15, 2017 | movie reviews

Mystery Science Theater 3000

Sean Kilpatrick

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

Trigger Warning photo
June 15, 2017 | Poetry

Trigger Warning

Noah Eli Gordon

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

Buster's Mal Heart photo
June 14, 2017 | movie reviews

Buster's Mal Heart

Sean Kilpatrick

Malek's our man for Malek on Malek

The Girlfriends photo
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.

Thinking Errors photo
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.

Clothes Are Rarely Important in a Highly Emphasized Way photo
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. 

The Habit of Cutting In the Edges photo
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.

Interview with Dan Chaon  photo
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. 

Four Poems photo
June 8, 2017 | Poetry

Four Poems

Jason Phoebe Rusch

As a girl I played with dolls, sang
soprano, wore sparkly eyeshadow from
Claire’s. It never felt good to be called sir.

Ghosts photo
June 8, 2017 | Nonfiction


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. 

Those Things You Do photo
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!

Secondhand Smoke photo
June 7, 2017 | Poetry

Secondhand Smoke

Martin Ott

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

Hands photo
June 6, 2017 | Fiction


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

California photo
June 6, 2017 | Jukebox Happy Hour


Claire Greising

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

Four Haiku photo
June 5, 2017 | Poetry

Four Haiku

Maggie Hess

You were the hands

Hinterland Transmissions:  Folly At The Laundromat photo
June 2, 2017 | Dispatches

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.

Grass Snake, Hailstorm photo
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.

Believeland photo
June 1, 2017 | Poetry


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... more

My Father is a Collection photo
June 1, 2017 | Nonfiction

My Father is a Collection

David Bersell

I used to think my father was a baseball card.

Osmin's Drinks photo
May 31, 2017 | Food & Drink, Fiction

Osmin's Drinks

Joshua Bohnsack


- In pint glass, pour Rumchata over ice. 

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

- Drink through a straw.