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Splurge photo
June 30, 2020 | Jukebox Happy Hour


Dan Morey

Before Sasquatch’s girlfriend got into rats, she had dogs. I don’t remember how many exactly, but a lot. One dog was called Pee Dog. Whenever I fell asleep on the La-Z-Boy, he soaked my leg

Tip Top Vacation Performance  photo
June 30, 2020 | Poetry

Tip Top Vacation Performance 

Jordan Clark


Two women velcroed a husky, mesh tank top
in order to separate the men from the boys.
Then, 20 aisles apart, mimed the crucifixion.
Words I’m akin to grasp start in

<3 photo
June 29, 2020 | Fiction


Levis Keltner

I confess my DIY rituals in high school, tiny fires fueled by crumpled notes and dried flowers from lost loves and later, gifts from my parents bought during the divorce. In the smoke, my hope conceived visions: sometimes revenge, always return. Nothing I witnessed was more than smoke

A Capricorn’s Weekly Horoscope While Her Father is Dying of Cancer photo
June 29, 2020 | Nonfiction

A Capricorn’s Weekly Horoscope While Her Father is Dying of Cancer

Kendra L. Vanderlip

3/31: The day is young. Dress smart today Capricorn, big things on the horizon. When standing in front of new people, don’t forget to smile. People are drawn to you, but you forget to drop your

The Lion &amp; the Little Boy photo
June 28, 2020 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

The Lion & the Little Boy

Deborah E. Kennedy

My mother mentioned Darren to me only once. I was in college by then.

Now That's What I Call Progress photo
June 28, 2020 |

Now That's What I Call Progress

Courtney Cook

Three Poems  photo
June 26, 2020 | Poetry

Three Poems 

Alex Bernstein

"Today I Promise," "Rubric for Asparagus," and "My Life"

Next Best Thing to a Miracle photo
June 26, 2020 | Fiction

Next Best Thing to a Miracle

Alissa Hattman

Over and over again, he said it, and I started to feel it, and it felt real. The care.

What Was Left Was Ours photo
June 25, 2020 | Fiction

What Was Left Was Ours

Linnie Greene

Why bother with the pretense of health or ambition, when the world was ending and there were still snacks, drinks, trysts with another unwashed neighbor?

i watched the lighthouse photo
June 25, 2020 | Poetry

i watched the lighthouse

Alexis Briscuso

four times in one day
just because that
ending was fucking
sublime and i cried
the whole way thru
the bit where they
danced. i’m still
thinking about it
now that moment
when they

Two Poems  photo
June 24, 2020 | Poetry

Two Poems 

Danielle Rose

Oort Poetica

The way ice can become a verdant spring. Horace, you know the way we stare through lenses; how we bathe the sky in radio waves. Do you understand what it means to listen to a body

Down Stacks photo
June 24, 2020 | Nonfiction

Down Stacks

Rose Himber Howse

Some days, Luke told me it hurt to sit down. Those days we played in the woods.

We took tarps and string from the shed to make tents between trees. We stole pennies and nickels from the house, put

Melodrama, Lorde photo
June 23, 2020 | Jukebox Happy Hour

Melodrama, Lorde

Garrett Pletcher

Like so many gays around the world, I remember exactly where I was when Lorde dropped “Green Light”, the first song from her 2017 instant classic Melodrama. I was in my car, on my way to work. But that’s not really all of it.

All of Us Have It  photo
June 23, 2020 | Fiction

All of Us Have It 

Crow Jonah Norlander

Everything that could have possibly budged already had, anything neglectable was long ago done so.

Two Poems  photo
June 22, 2020 | Poetry

Two Poems 

Shawn Berman


the other day when you came home you were
crying because one of your

Three Smallies photo
June 22, 2020 | Fiction

Three Smallies

Zac Smith

The guy on the podcast had cancer, he was dying –every day he was dying a little bit more – and he was reflecting on being a literary agent.

Ghost photo
June 21, 2020 | Rejected Modern Love Essay


Danielle Chelosky

My writing professor said to me that in order to get better, you had to dismantle the person you were, because that person was killing you. I kept wondering: Why did a killer love me?

2 Comics photo
June 21, 2020 | Comics

2 Comics

Meg Reynolds

Everyday, Mama Reburied the Pig photo
June 19, 2020 | Fiction

Everyday, Mama Reburied the Pig

Connor Goodwin

Mama was a truck. A Ford Bronco, to be exact.

Burlesque  photo
June 18, 2020 | Poetry


Courtney LeBlanc


~a contrapuntal poem

He was a friend                                                        he became my lover
he took my hand                                                      he

Grunt Work photo
June 18, 2020 | Fiction

Grunt Work

Amy Stuber

Bill looked like a hundred people I’d taken rides from: flannel shirt, sunburned, open-air Jeep, someone resigned enough to take on a hitchhiker and think, if you pull a knife on me in the next mile, I can live with that.

Marching in Atlanta photo
June 17, 2020 | Dispatches

Marching in Atlanta

Tyhi Conley

A dispatch from 2016 and now. 

And Even Still the Silk  photo
June 17, 2020 | Fiction

And Even Still the Silk 

Kate Finegan

even when I’m sure it’s polyester, and the silk is one more kiss you trail across my body and say,

HIStory: Past, Present and Future, Book I photo
June 16, 2020 | Jukebox Happy Hour

HIStory: Past, Present and Future, Book I

​J. A. Hall

I attribute my apostasy to Michael Jackson’s HIStory

Two Poems  photo
June 16, 2020 | Poetry

Two Poems 

Joe Emanuel


Takes a blow-dryer
to the plastic flower.

Makes its petals
curve the way they’ll be needed

Left sucking long on the last bit
of bubble gum:
out of the lips, it drains

Rainbows in Alabama photo
June 15, 2020 | Fiction

Rainbows in Alabama

Steve Comstock

"Six fine fish in that dirty pond! They're gonna die there anyway!" he told me. "They're gonna suffocate on all that mud."

Crossing the Divide: Cycling, romance and reckoning in the Canadian Rockies photo
June 14, 2020 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

Crossing the Divide: Cycling, romance and reckoning in the Canadian Rockies

Kelly Huffman

My trip had begun in Seattle, where the past few years had served up one setback after the next. I had been cut loose by my latest not-quite-boyfriend.

Fight Report photo
June 12, 2020 | Nonfiction

Fight Report

Gabriel Smith

Twenty seven notes Gabriel Smith took at Bethnal Bust Up, York Hall, London, March 7th

If boxing is a sport, then it is the most tragic of all sports because more than any human activity it

Three Women I Almost Loved photo
June 12, 2020 | Fiction

Three Women I Almost Loved

Rebecca Fishow

She said: in my home, I want to feel at home. I want to feel as though I am swaddled in blanket, as though the walls pump food right to my gut. I water the plants, all seven or eight, some dying. I feed the cat

Two Poems photo
June 11, 2020 | Poetry

Two Poems

Aiden Heung

The First January Sun I Want to Share with You

At least a handful of sunshine,
the best ataractic; I
steady myself in the russet
downpour, attempting to trace
down this new feeling,
like a