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October 30, 2020 | Poetry

Alternate Endings to Shania Twain’s “That Don’t Impress Me Much” Music Video

Canese Jarboe

None of us have The Touch,

Though we have felt The Touch

*

We are all (all of us

Wearing leopard-print dusters Just once,

I was thirty hands tall (like one whole horse

Standing on

October 30, 2020 | Fiction

HOLLYWOOD BOULEVARD

Brandon Sanchez

I’m standing on top of Drew Barrymore’s star and the song’s issuing from a hot-purple Sony boom box someone set up a few feet away.

October 29, 2020 | Fiction

The Leg

D.T. Robbins

If you cut my leg and peel away the muscle, there’s a family living inside

October 29, 2020 | Poetry

Modern Mother-land

Jenny Shi

                             After Qu Yuan

In my country, our insults give benefit of doubt. Nǐ yǒu bìng— 
You are sick—                                              as if there’s an

October 28, 2020 | Poetry

devotional after alejandra pizarnik

Tara Jayakar

oh longed-for, awaited beloved. she says my name
        wrong and makes me come hard. i catalog
lovers like this, coins in kitchen water. six years on,
         type thirsty into google

October 28, 2020 | Poetry

Love Poem for Sandra Oh

Anhvu Buchanan

On that spirited Emmy night,
when the camera cut to you
and you radiating in red satin
said to the world
“It’s an honor just to be Asian”
I lost my breath.
Time stopped,
blindsided by this

October 27, 2020 | Nonfiction

Toss of the Dice

T. Abeyta

I wasn’t attracted to him at all but I was single and alone on New Year’s so I listened to him go on and on about birdwatching.

October 27, 2020 | Poetry

Begin Here,

Sara Luisa Kirk

 

with the flies, small handfuls of sunlight, sensation only one degree
removed from excess.

What to press a heart to, what color pulled up from the earth.

I’m looking for my time machine.

October 27, 2020 | Poetry

Stone Grandfather

Leona Sevick

          (Dol Hareubang, Jeju Island, South Korea)

And there you sit, your basalt belly swollen heavy,
a gentle smile playing at your stone lips. To say I
sought you out would be a bald-faced

October 25, 2020 | fucked up modern love essays

I Love First Dates

Marise Gaughan

One guy told me I didn’t look like my online photos while we sat al fresco in a bougie hotel in Venice. He smelled of vinegar. I ordered two crab sandwiches. I ate one and got the other to go.

October 24, 2020 |

Goes to Town

Michelle Finkler

When I return home, Samuelson is still in the living room with his friend Jake. I hear them talking as I enter our apartment through the back door. They don’t know I’m home yet, as I had stepped out

October 23, 2020 | Poetry

Nocturne with Aroace Girl

Kelly Weber

I steer the moon over my right shoulder, vertebrae
lodged above coyote ridge, winding plains road
I drive all the night’s hungers down. White light
clasping the devil’s backbone. Today snow

October 23, 2020 | Fiction

Lenore, 30

Mark Daniel Taylor

“Hey, are you up?”

October 22, 2020 | Poetry

notes on archiving erasure

Saida Agostini

love does not begin and end the way we think it does. love is a battle; love is a war; love is a growing up
      -James Baldwin

when i say
I love my family
what i mean
is i worship
the

October 22, 2020 | Fiction

Bekya

Joseph Beshara

"Bekya." This is my call. It echoes through the streets.

October 21, 2020 | Nonfiction

Blessed Are Those Who Have Not Seen and Yet Have Come to Believe

Anna Chotlos

Lightning struck my grandparents’ house five times in as many years.

 

October 21, 2020 |

1984

Mark Koepke

My 11-year-old son thinks Imagine Dragons is the greatest band in the world. Maybe ever. I learn about his new passion in the most disturbing way.

October 20, 2020 | Poetry

TWO POEMS

Satya Dash

to survive
tenacious teeth held their nerve

October 20, 2020 |

Chances Are

KJ Shepherd

It’s funny: I don’t recall ever hearing music around you, not in the condo and certainly not in the trailer.

October 19, 2020 | Nonfiction

Mixed Signals

Albert Abonado

I didn’t have my brother Patrick’s phone number until after my parents had been in a car accident.

October 19, 2020 | Poetry

IN WHICH THE WHITE WOMAN ON MY THESIS DEFENSE ASKS ME ABOUT WITNESS

Noor Hindi

1. And what does it mean to witness yourself, on television, dying?

            a. I no longer watch the news.
            b. I’ve exhausted every mirror in my home searching for my

October 19, 2020 |

What Happens to the Heart

Malia Márquez

The bartender gives relationship advice in the alley behind the bar every Thursday night while the piano player does her thing on the baby grand.

October 18, 2020 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

Longing, Lust & Winnie-the-Pooh

Garnett Kilberg Cohen

Yes, my mother loved Pooh, but as far as I know her love was platonic.

October 18, 2020 |

Thirtieth of May

Brandon Sanchez

Gender in the Long 19th Century ends at 4 p.m., which leaves enough time to raid the liquor store on Cowley Road. A and K and I go early, J and S join later.

October 17, 2020 |

Rats of Autun, 1522

Heather Monley

The rats have eaten the grain again, and the men need a new solution. We’ve already exhausted the usual methods of dealing with rats: traps, prayers, and cats. Our town has many cats, but they simply

October 17, 2020 |

Fuck Music

Brian O'Hare

We’re sitting in a pit. It’s deep, well above our heads—a half-finished bunker, really, begun in the heady days when imagined snipers lurked behind every dune...

October 16, 2020 | Poetry

In the Gap

Leah Umansky

so much of what I feel is strain and restraint, not
strength. I feel so much of my days are in want;

October 16, 2020 | Fiction

ATLANTIC CITY

Avigayl Sharp

I know that I am going to die.

October 16, 2020 | Nonfiction

How to Have a Pandemic

Caroline Plasket

While sitting in the parking lot waiting for masked employee to bring your items out to your trunk you watch customers walk into the store. Count how many are wearing masks versus not. Watch them laughing.

October 16, 2020 |

The Luckiest Guy on the Lower East Side

Robert Fromberg

When I was a teenager, I got robbed a lot