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Jen Frantz photo
February 28, 2022 | Poetry

Jen Frantz

Jen Frantz

I made a call
and I lived. 
It was the longest
life of my life.

Three Blind Voices: Insight into Writing, Publication and Vulnerability photo
February 28, 2022 | Interview

Three Blind Voices: Insight into Writing, Publication and Vulnerability

Nikki Lyssy

In the past two years, three noteworthy and talented authors have each gained national acclaim for their groundbreaking releases in 2020 and 2021: Emily K. Michael’s Neoteny: Poems (Finishing Line

Baggage Claim photo
February 27, 2022 | fucked up modern love essays

Baggage Claim

Mason Parker

2 is the grade I was in when I thought I loved Lucy. 2 is the number of times Lucy was arrested for meth in a single day. 2 is the number of Xanies she must have taken the night she showed up to my welcome home party, because she was fucking sloppy.

Waiting for the Sun to Shine: The Past and Taxi Driver photo
February 26, 2022 | The Paranoid View

Waiting for the Sun to Shine: The Past and Taxi Driver

Austin Ross

In December 1969, the fate of thousands was discovered through televised lottery. All three-hundred and sixty-six days of the year, including the 29th of February, had been typed on one-by-four-inch

We Are All Just Above Ground Pools: Elizabeth Ellen Interviews Sean Thor Conroe photo
February 25, 2022 | Interview

We Are All Just Above Ground Pools: Elizabeth Ellen Interviews Sean Thor Conroe

Elizabeth Ellen

I think Westerners, and Americans especially, struggle with “autofiction” since their conceptions of self are so fixed.

Must Be Santa, Santa Claus photo
February 25, 2022 | Long, Awkward Length Fiction

Must Be Santa, Santa Claus

Matt Rowan

“Now look what you did,” I said with a cliched kind of obvious indignity. 

Question for the Rio Grande photo
February 25, 2022 | Poetry

Question for the Rio Grande

Saúl Hernández

Do you remember the names of everyone you swallow

Must Be Santa, Santa Claus photo
February 24, 2022 | Long, Awkward Length Fiction

Must Be Santa, Santa Claus

Matt Rowan

A man walking in the dark, out of the light of the lampposts, for instance, seemed to be approaching us. I imagined he was going to ask us for a light, or the time, or directions, something bland and traditional. He might also have wished us physical harm, or at least wished to make our valuables his own.

Three Poems photo
February 23, 2022 | Poetry

Three Poems

Rebecca Hawkes

One of your axolotls has eaten the other
and every week you clean its twenty-litre tank
of cannibal excrement.

Must Be Santa, Santa Claus photo
February 23, 2022 | Long, Awkward Length Fiction

Must Be Santa, Santa Claus

Matt Rowan

When snow reaches a certain height it begins to feel as though it will soon absorb you, take you and make you a part of its frozen essence.

What Men Want photo
February 22, 2022 |

What Men Want

Sandra Jensen

Here’s the plan: we’ll become high-class prostitutes. “Courtesans,” I say, “like ancient Greece.”

Must Be Santa, Santa Claus photo
February 22, 2022 | Long, Awkward Length Fiction

Must Be Santa, Santa Claus

Matt Rowan

I hadn’t attempted to drive away. I remained there. I was prepared to take my punishment. I thought that should count for something. 

End of an Empire photo
February 21, 2022 | Poetry

End of an Empire

Nikki Blazek

i look like eurotrash
in your red sweatshirt
and blue sweat shorts but

Jay photo
February 20, 2022 | fucked up modern love essays

Jay

Edward M. Cohen

Jay arrived once a week, every week, for sex. He was a dental student, worked  Wednesdays at a clinic near my house so it was easy for him to call to see if I was free. I made sure that I was. He

TTLMLMTMF: Martin Whitly Stealing a Speedboat photo
February 19, 2022 | Things That Look More Like Me Than My Face

TTLMLMTMF: Martin Whitly Stealing a Speedboat

Katie Darby Mullins

During the pandemic, I became — and as someone with obsessive compulsive disorder, I don’t use this word lightly — obsessed with a TV show called Prodigal Son. The most important character to me, Lou

A Drawing of My First Tattoo photo
February 18, 2022 | Poetry

A Drawing of My First Tattoo

Mercury-Marvin Sunderland

tree tree tree tree calvin calv hobbes

from the archives: "Navigators" from Hobart 12 photo
February 18, 2022 | Fiction, Hobart 12

from the archives: "Navigators" from Hobart 12

Mike Meginnis

with an introduction from Matt Bell

Johnny’s Knives photo
February 17, 2022 | Nonfiction

Johnny’s Knives

Mia D’Avanza

I know that I should be sad, or at least look sad, or somber, as I go through the things in Johnny’s room.

Do Not Ask God For The Way To Heaven; He Will Show You The Hardest One photo
February 16, 2022 | Poetry

Do Not Ask God For The Way To Heaven; He Will Show You The Hardest One

David Wojciechowski

A man was arrested for creating a labyrinth in an IKEA.

Stir It Up: DeMisty Bellinger talks recipes, snacks, and her two new books photo
February 16, 2022 | Interview

Stir It Up: DeMisty Bellinger talks recipes, snacks, and her two new books

Hannah Grieco

DeMisty Bellinger is the rarest of writers: the poet-novelist. She edits poetry at Malarkey Books and Porcupine Literary, but she’s also known for her incredible prose. (Despite what you read later in

One Was America photo
February 15, 2022 | Nonfiction

One Was America

Nicole Miller

Maybe they know the malignancy of a living plant, like the soldier’s potted cyclamen or Sylvia Plath’s tulips, devouring the air, their red mouths filling the room with noise.

Red Aphrodite photo
February 14, 2022 | Poetry

Red Aphrodite

Andie Sheridan

doesn’t know how to give a PROPER blowjob
The spittle
of the sea
                        otherwise known as Jamaica Pond
dries hard on her eros:erring:elbow still deeper
resonating
in her

Remember to Get That Baby photo
February 13, 2022 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

Remember to Get That Baby

Elizabeth Koster

At three months shy of 36—one year past my baby deadline—I was nowhere near finding someone lasting

Carts photo
February 11, 2022 | Long, Awkward Length Fiction

Carts

Daisy Alioto

I don’t respond and two hours later he sends a photo of the dog.

In the Thicket photo
February 11, 2022 | Nonfiction

In the Thicket

Anne P. Beatty

Wary, ever vigilant, we peered into the berries for the blind white cursor blinking in an ecstasy of juice, carving invisible holes from the inside out.

God as Nero photo
February 10, 2022 | Poetry

God as Nero

Megan Waring

there was no fiddle, but let’s say there was.

Carts photo
February 10, 2022 | Long, Awkward Length Fiction

Carts

Daisy Alioto

Alice sighs in the way only British people can sigh. Maybe it’s all the rain they have inhaled.

what we see when we wave good morning photo
February 9, 2022 | Poetry

what we see when we wave good morning

Shelbi Church

the split ends of your hair catch fire
and race each other to your scalp.

Carts photo
February 9, 2022 | Long, Awkward Length Fiction

Carts

Daisy Alioto

We went back and forth, hyping each other up, talking about the best summer of our lives and how we would never be this young again and if we pet an alpaca everyone would be jealous.

Lake Michigan photo
February 8, 2022 | Nonfiction

Lake Michigan

Anna Adami

Wind, always strongest by water, whistles and whooshes, knocks a girl off her feet.