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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.

October 15, 2020 |

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.

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.

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,

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

October 14, 2020 |

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

October 13, 2020 | Nonfiction

Outpouring

Vin Maskell

Emptying the bottles, a simple task, was more fulfilling and more comprehensible than emptying Dad’s box of ashes 20 years ago.

October 13, 2020 | Fiction

Vermont

Eric LaFountain

Vermont in the summer is a place I love.

October 13, 2020 | Poetry

THREE POEMS

Namrata Verghese

Chacka

This Whole Foods smells of rot.
A lady holds half a jackfruit like a baby,
Pushes her fingers deep into the damp decay. 

We call jackfruit chacka back home (although who’s we?
I

October 13, 2020 |

The Magnolia Electric Co.

K Chiucarello

I wanted landscapes I could sink back into. I needed mountains to wrap around, rivers to rest naked upon, fields to drown in, an old snake skin stuck to the bottom of my boot

October 12, 2020 | Nonfiction

A Lesbian’s Guide to Loving Major League Baseball

Tessa Yang

Begin with Angels in the Outfield, a mid-nineties movie remake in which a young Joseph Gordon-Levitt prays that his local baseball team, the California Angels, will win the pennant, and literal angels

October 12, 2020 | Fiction

Show Me Your Parents

Cody Lee

I remember when my parents first told me.

October 12, 2020 |

Frank Sinatra Sings for Only the Lonely

Matthew Duffus

A man sits in a bar in a no-name town in a flyover state. It’s late. He’s alone. A double whiskey sits before him, sweating on a cheap cardboard coaster. The bartender knows his order by sight.

October 10, 2020 |

My First Track Bike

Nicholas Clemente

The thing to do in those days was to take a road bike from the 70s or 80s and swap the parts out. I had an old Fuji, and so did everyone else. But you should've seen the colors: burgundy frame with

October 9, 2020 | Nonfiction

In Praise of Bean Counters

Alice Lowe

1.

I worked for eighteen years as the associate director of a nonprofit organization. The director and I were an effective team, in part because of our complementary strengths. I liked to say that

October 9, 2020 | Poetry

TWO POEMS

Christian Gullette

Election Night at the Stud

On the dance floor,
               my fingertip traces his infinity tattoo

and I wish more things were uncountable,
                            although cruelty

October 9, 2020 | Fiction

Aura-lift™

Allie Rowbottom

The best plastic surgeons are cultured. They stand at the intersection of art and science and are not, generally, superficial.

October 8, 2020 | Poetry

TWO POEMS

Rita Mookerjee

Shrine

In the market, Rayanne arranges
breadfruit and guava on her stand.
She frames them with squat pumpkins
and green hooks of plantain. She
leans against her stool to stretch her
legs,

October 8, 2020 | Fiction

Insoluble

Hannah Newman

We never thought the calcification was a problem.

October 8, 2020 | Nonfiction

Remedy: A Partial Account of Medicines

Rachel Mindell

Letrozole (2.5mg)

Pharmacists are torn over which tone to take with me, Letrozole being used primarily to treat breast cancer in post-menopausal women after surgery. In Google summary, a

October 7, 2020 | Fiction

Jonathan

Sam Fishman

The next time Jonathan and I had a playdate I told him what had happened. I was sitting on his bed and he was sitting at his desk when he told me a secret.

October 6, 2020 |

Tonight's the Night, Neil Young

Mark Koepke

I assume you have a regular route on your nightly rounds, those eagle eyes scanning for any lock popped daringly up like a gopher from its hole.

October 5, 2020 | Poetry

Two Poems

Terese Mason Pierre

 

Tropic of Cancer

for Lawrence Stewen

On this shore, the insects scheme, sing
the hair along my body. I say I dream about

strolling where the moonlight hits the water
and disturbs it,

October 5, 2020 | Fiction

To Her Next Boyfriend

Jane DIESEL

If thinking your own thoughts has never brought you love, is it so bad to let another think for you?

October 4, 2020 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

I Saw Jim Jarmusch Yesterday

Ali Motamedi

I saw Jim Jarmusch yesterday.

October 4, 2020 |

Words Fail, Chapter 1b: Crisis

Angus Woodward

Previously on...

Chapter 1a: Converging

 

 

October 2, 2020 | Poetry

SAD SEXY CATHOLIC

Lauren Badillo Milici

I was God’s favorite, once—enough
schoolgirl in me to make Mary
sweat. not a fall-from-grace, but something sweeter.
an unlit cigarette wedged between two
adolescent fingers; & the skin like

October 2, 2020 | Interview

I have no idea who is speaking here, I would never say this, I am against whoever wrote these words.

Nick Farriella

I suppose a meaningful conclusion I came to was that it's often fruitful to follow diversions and accidents, but that you have to create the conditions to experience them.

October 1, 2020 | Nonfiction

Crawdad Hunters

Jacey de la Torre

Jilly and I fought a lot when we were kids. When other folks tell me they never fought with their siblings, I think about all the circumstances in their childhood that would have made that a remotely

October 1, 2020 | Poetry

FOUR POEMS

JinJin Xu