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January 31, 2021 | fucked up modern love essays

KID

Kyra Baldwin

I was nineteen, still felt like a kid, and Tom seemed to like me. 

January 29, 2021 | Fiction

The Snow Wall

Greg Tebbano

There were no ways around. There was reverse, but that was its own failure.

January 28, 2021 | Fiction

Heidi & Bob

Jon Lindsey

She is thinking that when you make love, your brain opens, and everyone knows what you are thinking, and you know what everyone else is thinking, so your husband knows what you are thinking and can control you.

January 27, 2021 | Fiction

Nightcap

Mingpei Li

They had taken up four of the ten seats in the sushi restaurant, and the smallness of the room made them serious and giddy, as if they were being admitted to a secret.

January 26, 2021 | Fiction

Hold Music

Zac Smith

Greg listened to hold music while rereading the suicide note.

January 26, 2021 | Poetry

Did NOT See That One Coming: Visual Poems

Nance Van Winckel

 

DID NOT SEE

 

NOT THAT ONE!

 

SEE? 

 

COMING! 

 

DIDN'T ONE? 

 

January 25, 2021 | Fiction

Billy James Henry & Peachy

Connor Goodwin

I told him about Nebraska and how it was a dried up ancient ocean bed, how farmers harvested corn and clicks, how there might be kings buried under the freshly tilled soil or angels who dusted the August crops.

January 25, 2021 | Poetry

FOUR POEMS

Stephanie Kaylor

HOW DID YOU GET STARTED IN THIS WORK?

In this story I am meant to tell you of the men I met in parking lots. It is night and it is will be raining, though I do not know the science behind the

January 24, 2021 | fucked up modern love essays

You Believe

Griffin McPartland

January 22, 2021 | Fiction

Reno

Daniel Burgess

When the ground thaws and the air grows thin, the boys come crawling out of the valley to your doorstep at the foot of Mount Rose.

January 20, 2021 | Poetry

Don’t Drink the Kool-Aid

Danielle P. Williams

 

             after Ruby/Hilary 

 

For just 
fifteen seconds

out of my twenty-
six years living

I imagine 
myself 

a white woman

bones breaking
in a new way

my

January 20, 2021 | Fiction

Ghosts

Matt Greene

 It was weird seeing him without a hair wrap, without roller blades, his uniform in college, weird seeing him instead in a pastel button-up.

January 19, 2021 | Fiction

Moskva

LJ Pemberton

We’d read in a tour book that the Moscow clubs had shoe and face policies, which meant your shoes had to be killer and your face had to be hot...

January 19, 2021 | Poetry

Superstitious Asians

Shin Yu Pai

if it were untrue, I might have been
less mad; I am the best of drivers

tiger mother, paper tiger, full
of slant, piss and vinegar

that occasion of our first big fight,
he connoted with a

January 18, 2021 | Nonfiction

A Brief History of a Room

Ahmad Adedimeji Amobi

I packed into this room during my second year's semester break of university. For all the years before, I slept with my mother upstairs. Our building is a three-story building built with rocks and

January 17, 2021 |

Coastal / Portal

Carolyn Supinka

January 15, 2021 | Poetry

INTERNET GIRLFRIEND

Stephanie Athena Valente

 

two seasons of sabrina,
the teenage witch
under my belt
i’m feeling powerful

i sign on AIM after 9pm
dial up noises are wands
just a secret crush

it’s always nice,
talking to you,

January 14, 2021 | Fiction

The Best a Man Can Get

Steven Arcieri

Shaving his neck to impress...

January 14, 2021 | Poetry

TWO POEMS

Moni Brar

Cliché

I’m your favourite cliché.
Go ahead – 
  paint a red dot on my forehead,
    push it like a button,
      wrap me in a sari,
        round and round I go.
Make sure it’s
  – bright

January 13, 2021 | Fiction

Genius Loci

Brittany Ackerman

She imagined walking barefoot across the grass in the backyard, sitting in the hammock and reading that book her teacher from graduate school had published.

January 12, 2021 | Fiction

Dead Dog Spot

Cory Bennet

The landscape was a flat dimension, no mountains or hills. Farmland and ramshackle homes that looked like collages, you could see the years in them.

January 11, 2021 | Nonfiction

272-DATE

Sarah Sweeney

Before the landline was obsolete, Nathan and I lived for late night 272-DATE commercials, our city’s own hotline of lust. You had to be 18 or older to call and of course we weren’t, yet I knew to make

January 10, 2021 | fucked up modern love essays

Without A Happy Ending

Sara Tabin

The diary didn’t have many entries, but it revealed how lonely Sarah had felt.

January 10, 2021 |

selections from "Four Places"

Nick Earhart

January 8, 2021 | Fiction

Ghost

Emma Hodson

I saw her in front of us then, and she struck me: white parka down to mid-calf meeting white Ugg boots, white hood drawn over head.

January 7, 2021 | Fiction

Culler Release Program

Joshua English

Usually I’d just as soon look away from cruelty, but Lemuel flung that chicken square at my face and my first instinct was to swat her, fretting her clipped wings and shrieking like a raspy old woman, down on the heads of the others. Simple reflex.

January 6, 2021 | Nonfiction

The First Execution

Scott Laudati

For a few years, before Carl’s dad won a scratch-off ticket and no one ever saw him again, I called Carl my best friend.

January 5, 2021 | Nonfiction

Spark Hunter: Secret Life of a Matchmaker

Anuja Varghese

Hey girl, heard you’re on the job hunt—and the place I work is hiring! It’s a bit weird, but… Do you want to be a matchmaker? 

January 5, 2021 | Fiction

Shake-n-Bake Time

Tom Walsh

We laughed when he called it a “Shake-n-Bake,” but then looked nervously around the room; the crew veterans weren’t laughing.

January 4, 2021 | Fiction

Dates with Charlie

Julie Goldberg

Charlie would never cannibalize me; he’d have nothing to eat.