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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


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


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


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 | Poetry


JinJin Xu


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

September 30, 2020 | Fiction

Smells Like You

Maggie Edwards

Tennis balls were always disgusting. That creep-crawly not-green not-quite-yellow felt that made my teeth grind and my spine twitch, always wet with dog slobber. And it never lost that toxic new car

September 30, 2020 | Poetry

Three Poems

Schyler Butler


We jut Ma’at into our daily bread.
Turn mud into pyramid bricks,
shadows mapping the heavens.
We rise above the stars.
Invent language harmonious
with all creation.
Fight wars because

September 29, 2020 |

Coal Miner's Daughter

Ella Hormel

Loretta Lynn
Coal Miner’s Daughter
11 songs, 29 minutes

The place is too small, but we don’t care. I don’t care because I’ve always liked small spaces (if I were an animal, I’d be one with

September 29, 2020 | Fiction

The Shine

Jay Merill

Gail is the name of the person telling this story. She thinks of herself as Gail instead of I.

September 28, 2020 | Poetry


Michael McKee Green



On’s on.

Storm in summer so awed.

Storm in summer so the awning.

Gum rubber space slowing
to show me it’s one big skin
sweating and leaking into
all over me.

I don’t

September 28, 2020 | Nonfiction

Pufferfish: Love in the Deep Blue

Serena Alagappan

I sometimes wish we were pufferfish. There are the general perks of being a marine creature: silky filament gills that gulp oxygen from water, flippers to whirl through the waves, eyes that open in

September 27, 2020 | fucked up modern love essays


Zoe Underhill

This diner has been here since 1949 but I am sure that no one has ever looked as beautiful as you do sitting on these red vinyl seats. 

September 27, 2020 |

Speed Dating with Psych Meds

Danielle Shorr

September 24, 2020 | Fiction

The Complement

Madeline Furlong

I painted my lips and fingers red the first time I was unfaithful. It was in college, with a girl with sharp orange hair who had a smile that said come. I never really liked her--she was arrogant and

September 23, 2020 | Poetry

Three Poems

Kenny Kruse


A person looks out onto the ocean. The water does not look like it is moving. Is it a real ocean? How are we to decide? There is something small and very far away. The person cannot

September 23, 2020 | Fiction

When Rose Leaves

Abbie Barker

When Rose leaves, she hands me a lamp and says, “I’m afraid it will break in the move.” She tosses a bag of Twizzlers into her Corolla. The backseat is piled with thrift store dresses and Doc Martens.

September 22, 2020 | Fiction

The Cage

S.F. Wright

The cage was located in the back and, technically speaking, was a separate store: enclosed by chain-link fences, it housed rows of metal shelves on which were stockpiled stacks of used books. The

September 22, 2020 |

Greatest Hits, Al Green

Patrick Daly

She focuses on efficient point accumulation: jam, 12 points.

September 21, 2020 | Poetry

Skincare for Trees

Divya Maniar

Skincare for Trees

Take care of your skin she says, over the dinner table,
tracing lines on the table with thin long fingernails,                                                                 

September 21, 2020 | Fiction

Excerpt from the novella Orange

Alec Berry


Maybe I’m an idiot, but those waves are
talking to me. They fall apart on the beach
then recoil, and the phytoplankton glow in
their recession. That’s where I think what
they’re saying is.

September 20, 2020 | fucked up modern love essays

SB"F" 4 bird

Mukethe Kawinzi





Thought regaling twilight with porch-grown ukulele melodies would suffice to lure somefowl over but since experience

September 20, 2020 |

Up North: Snowstorm

Crystal S. Gibbins

September 20, 2020 |

Cookie Pouch

Anne Elise Brinich

September 18, 2020 | Poetry

Gentian Violet

Liam O'Brien

Gentian Violet

For years I lied
          to everyone
                  said gentian was related
                                             to violet
                  I don’t know why