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Bekya photo
October 22, 2020 | Fiction

Bekya

Joseph Beshara

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

notes on archiving erasure photo
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

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

 

Six of Hearts photo
October 21, 2020 | Poetry

Six of Hearts

Erika Nestor

My brain’s a sponge: once
I slept with a playing card beneath
my pillow to stain my thoughts
bright red. Let’s not dwell too long
on the times I snuck juice and vodka
and postured for the

1984 photo
October 21, 2020 | Jukebox Happy Hour

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.

TWO POEMS photo
October 20, 2020 | Poetry

TWO POEMS

Satya Dash

to survive
tenacious teeth held their nerve

It Be Like That Sometimes photo
October 20, 2020 | Fiction

It Be Like That Sometimes

Mallory Smart

It started thundering a bit from a dark empty sky as he, in Chicago, began messaging her, who was maybe 3000 miles away or some shit like that.

Chances Are photo
October 20, 2020 | Jukebox Happy Hour

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.

Home Video photo
October 19, 2020 | Nonfiction

Home Video

Richard Scott Larson

I move the VHS tape with me to every new apartment, packed away in a cardboard box full of my old things.

Stubb's photo
October 19, 2020 | Fiction

Stubb's

Colleen Rothman

Will’s buddy Kyle kept driving past the venue, under the interstate, down a side street where the girl knew she’d never be able to find her way back alone.

Mixed Signals photo
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.

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

What Happens to the Heart photo
October 19, 2020 | Jukebox Happy Hour

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.

Longing, Lust & Winnie-the-Pooh photo
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.

Thirtieth of May photo
October 18, 2020 | Jukebox Happy Hour

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.

3 comics photo
October 18, 2020 | Comics

3 comics

Meg Reynolds

Rats of Autun, 1522 photo
October 17, 2020 | Long(ish) Stories

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

Fuck Music photo
October 17, 2020 | Jukebox Happy Hour

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...

How to Have a Pandemic photo
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.

ATLANTIC CITY photo
October 16, 2020 | Fiction

ATLANTIC CITY

Avigayl Sharp

I know that I am going to die.

In the Gap photo
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;

The Luckiest Guy on the Lower East Side photo
October 16, 2020 | Jukebox Happy Hour

The Luckiest Guy on the Lower East Side

Robert Fromberg

When I was a teenager, I got robbed a lot

Anesthesia photo
October 15, 2020 | Nonfiction

Anesthesia

Emma Brousseau

During my first year of grad school, I learn how to kill rats. I work in a lab studying time perception, a cognitive function that’s not fully understood. We have to train new rats for every study.

Three Poems photo
October 15, 2020 | Poetry

Three Poems

Tatiana Johnson-Boria

Here We Are in Infinite Joy

“People dance to say, I am alive and in my body.
I am black alive and looking back at you.”
                         - Elizabeth Alexander, “The Trayvon

Pilgrimage photo
October 15, 2020 | Jukebox Happy Hour

Pilgrimage

Caroline Galdi

The driver laughed when you couldn’t pronounce the name of your destination. It’s a cobblestoned European town the same as every other cobblestoned European town you’ve seen so far.

Haunt photo
October 14, 2020 | Poetry

Haunt

Stephanie Chang

after K Ming Chang

 

Late June, during the spider lily harvest,

            Meng Po sutures shut my skin

as soup marbles under. A broth that weathers

            me a body for the

Nine Endings photo
October 14, 2020 | Nonfiction

Nine Endings

Sara Crowley

1.

And they all lived happily ever after. 

2.

Finishing work on the Saturday and heading to the pub because that’s what we always did. Tall Paul and small Paul and (ordinary) Paul, Ian, Bel,

Six Stories in One Town photo
October 14, 2020 | Fiction

Six Stories in One Town

Jieyan Wang

In the mornings, we watch the wagons come in a procession, rolling down the streets in one thin line.

Talking Timbuktu photo
October 14, 2020 | Jukebox Happy Hour

Talking Timbuktu

Mark Koepke

I’m supposed to be on my way to Timbuktu, not stuck here, listening to a man sing about the place

Vermont photo
October 13, 2020 | Fiction

Vermont

Eric LaFountain

Vermont in the summer is a place I love.