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The Nonsense Brothers Detective Agency photo
November 28, 2020 | Long(ish) Stories

The Nonsense Brothers Detective Agency

Steve Chang

Mondays, Mondays, Mondays!

Ha-ha! I love my wife Gwen! She's the best. Today, she sprinkled paprika in my oatmeal—to prank me I bet—and I didn’t figure it out until halfway through the bowl.

the year nyc was covered in cherry blossoms we never got to see photo
November 27, 2020 | Poetry

the year nyc was covered in cherry blossoms we never got to see

Alexis Briscuso

i got rid of my pack rat tendencies
and spread all the feathers

Odd Ode photo
November 26, 2020 | Poetry

Odd Ode

Seth Pennington

Your hair blows like a plastic grocery bag...

Dream Seafood Restaurant photo
November 25, 2020 | Fiction

Dream Seafood Restaurant

Matt E. Lewis

The seafood restaurant in my dreams closed down last night.

Significant Tornadoes photo
November 25, 2020 | Poetry

Significant Tornadoes

Carmen E Brady

Many days I realize my dreams are fiction half way through.

Two Poems photo
November 24, 2020 | Poetry

Two Poems

Stephanie Jean

"Lyric" and "Obvious Pairs"

Dry-Humping Andrea Schwartz photo
November 24, 2020 | Fiction

Dry-Humping Andrea Schwartz

Eric Rosenblum

Margot and I had humped once, too, when I stopped by and Andrea wasn’t home.

after seeing a dead bear on the highway photo
November 23, 2020 | Poetry

after seeing a dead bear on the highway

RaJon Staunton

its stagnant swollen limbs...

Red Tractor photo
November 23, 2020 | Fiction

Red Tractor

Caleb Tankersley

I saw the whole thing from my sunroom, how the front wheel pinned his legs, shredded his muddy jeans then tore through the rest of him.

Fifteen Minutes photo
November 22, 2020 | fucked up modern love essays

Fifteen Minutes

Nicolo Gentile

1985: the year of “high-risk” and Careless Whispers. His appearance was brief —lasting all of ten second— but there he was, following an interview between Debbie Harry and Nick Rhodes on the Palladium. 

Mothers photo
November 21, 2020 | Long(ish) Stories

Mothers

Zoë Ballering

When I heard the name, I was sure it held a deeper meaning. No, she said, laughing... She explained that the knot combines the features of a reef knot, a thief knot, and a granny knot. It’s a portmanteau, not a metaphor. Grief has no meaning, she said.

Three Poems photo
November 20, 2020 | Poetry

Three Poems

Mariah Bosch

Algo - 

I am precise for the machine: tenderness+immediate? Did you 
mean tenderness immediately? cheap+recipe+

for+one. when+you+sit+down+and+they+look+
at+you+like+that. libra+[you

Rebound photo
November 20, 2020 | Fiction

Rebound

Erin Cork

I love beginnings. The clack of the wheels on a roller coaster climb, the smell of cotton candy and grease.

Altitude Sickness photo
November 19, 2020 | Nonfiction

Altitude Sickness

Cherie Nelson

You turn to face me, apologize for the mountain, for not drinking enough water, for not letting me turn back to make sure you were safe at a lower elevation. For not realizing what this would do to me.

Four Poems photo
November 19, 2020 | Poetry

Four Poems

Mike Topp

"Strange," "Rare Books," "New Suit," and "The Killer"

A Voicemail From Dad photo
November 18, 2020 | Fiction

A Voicemail From Dad

Michael Riess

"Hey Em, it's Dad. Sorry it's so early ..."

Rocky Lives in My Head Rent Free photo
November 18, 2020 | Poetry

Rocky Lives in My Head Rent Free

Julia Do

in this one you’re a six foot / two hundred pound prize

A Problem Set photo
November 17, 2020 | Fiction

A Problem Set

Lauren D. Woods

Why did Train A leave while Train B was still getting ready?

Two Poems photo
November 17, 2020 | Poetry

Two Poems

Sarah Layden

"Why This Pregnant Woman Walked Out of a Subway Restaurant in Tears" and "The Return of Sad Beck, Thank God"

Two Poems photo
November 16, 2020 | Poetry

Two Poems

Lotte Mitchell Reford

"A Diaristic Quality but Everything Is Still Gone" and "Jonas Mekas at the Tate Modern"

Care Provided By Rescuer photo
November 16, 2020 | Nonfiction

Care Provided By Rescuer

T.L. Pavlich

Reason for rescue? What does that mean? Cause it was dying, I don't know. What do you want me to say?

Love Letter in 2020 photo
November 15, 2020 | fucked up modern love essays

Love Letter in 2020

Cory Liang

Last Christmas, you asked for my latest address and sent a postcard all the way from Paris. There was a close-up shot of Hemingway’s face on the front. On the back, you wrote: “You deserve all the good in the world.” I took a picture of it but never sent anything back.

The idiopathic bloodlust of inanimate objects photo
November 14, 2020 | Long(ish) Stories

The idiopathic bloodlust of inanimate objects

JR Walsh

There wasn’t a bike rack because car people owned this town. You locked up to telephone poles covered in missing cats and hoped your chain stayed chained. In the shadows of rusting delivery trucks the

Today on Dagobah, Ep. 6: "Routine" photo
November 13, 2020 | Fiction

Today on Dagobah, Ep. 6: "Routine"

Josh Sippie

As Yoda sat on a tree stump, perfectly force-carved to complement his bony exterior and knobby joints, he realized that it had been five days in a row now that he had sat on this tree stump.

Couscous photo
November 13, 2020 | Poetry

Couscous

Shriram Sivaramakrishnan

if i say 'i am sorry' to so-and-so...

Riverfront Aria photo
November 12, 2020 | Poetry

Riverfront Aria

Kathryn Haemmerle

Most people prefer the Vulcan statue...

Case Study of Pleasure  & Also Baskin Robbins Water Fountains I Think photo
November 12, 2020 | Nonfiction

Case Study of Pleasure & Also Baskin Robbins Water Fountains I Think

Micaela Walley

In my Sunday dress, I suckled water from the Baskin Robbin’s water fountain — the one nearest to the men’s restroom. My father sat at a table a few feet away, writing notes in his Bible for his next

Mirror Test photo
November 11, 2020 | Fiction

Mirror Test

J.T. Sutlive

We know we are eels.

Econolodge photo
November 11, 2020 | Poetry

Econolodge

J. Taylor Bell

it must have been the fifth...

Stag photo
November 11, 2020 | Poetry

Stag

Nick Soluri

Outside a window a stag picks at an apple core,
its antlers, tilted downwards, catch on a branch,
it stumbles, takes a breath, regains its footing.
                        A wooden sign—nondescript