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May 31, 2023 | Poetry

4 poems

Keko Prijatelj

To shut down and cool off like my laptop
All I need is wind and weed

May 31, 2023 | Fiction

Opal, Opal

Marin Kosut

She started to ride by his Marigny shotgun until he came out and became her boyfriend. Her boyfriend, a chef who meets with narcotics anonymously, orchestrates impromptu dinners in the backyard of a liquor store. 

May 30, 2023 | Fiction

Daddy Knapsack


And then Greta. I found her crawling toward the lake, on fire.

May 30, 2023 | Book Review

Classified Insanity-Inducing Weapons: Gloria Naylor's '1996'

Katie Frank

“To be inside of someone's mind has to be the sexiest thing in the world.”



May 29, 2023 | Fiction


Danielle Rose

There is no hotel breakfast. No air conditioning. No Tour Guide singing in the next room.

May 28, 2023 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

He Belonged in a Dystopian Movie

Kaci Neves

I was still pouting over hometown boy, and neck-deep in an article about foiled wallpaper when I got a Facebook message from Preston. Could we get together? 

May 26, 2023 |

Fast Casual

Jillian Luft

He puts down his High Life. His pale hand drifts across the table toward mine

May 26, 2023 | Interview

Jack Skelley on 'The Complete Fear Of Kathy Acker,' Breaking Rules, Disneyland, and BBLs

Andie Blaine

Bliss can flip into alienation and back into elation, adding to the teasing uncertainty of identity.

May 25, 2023 | Sports

sports guy

Wiley Lawrence

I can’t remember the last time I tried to play tennis or any sport but I can tell you all the winners from this week’s tournament

May 24, 2023 | Fiction

JOHNNY-THE-ORDERLY & other stories

Jamie Iredell

When you peed in the cup, Herman was behind you, watching.

May 23, 2023 | Fiction

Girls on Dirty Sofas, Close Together

Adelaide Faith

‘Did you talk about capes,’ he said.

‘Yes,’ Mary said.

May 22, 2023 | Fiction

tethered to the other always

Alexander Fredman

But I don’t even know what a collective is. And I can’t remember if he had tattoos.

May 21, 2023 | fucked up modern love essays

The sky is vampiric

Aimée Keeble

In the train carriage, we’re hot in our furs, brooding and half-drunk.

May 19, 2023 | Poetry

3 poems

Michael Wayne Hampton

and Tahiti exists even if
I will never see it

May 18, 2023 | Fiction

Society of Elliott Smiths

Teddy Engs

One weird Halloween everybody dressed up as Elliott Smith.

May 17, 2023 | Fiction

Gulf Stream Kindness

Sam Berman

I was taking a new drug that was making it so I could talk to my car. 

May 17, 2023 | Interview

Exponentially Femme: Jenny Fran Davis on Dykette

Anna Dorn

like HFCA is kind of artless manipulation 
it’s not subtle

May 16, 2023 | Fiction

Morning Shift

Alyssa Gillon

We loved her but expected her to go on and on, weeping with her flowers and crown, reciting poems.

May 15, 2023 | Fiction

Self-cleaning car cleans self after nuclear blast

Ben Dreith

People keep saying that they can’t say anything but everyone is saying everything all the time. 

May 15, 2023 | Fiction

Two Bikes, One City

Matthew Binder

Finally, Mr. Mackey, the chair of the school’s English Department, delivered a rambling panegyric about the school’s depth of talented writers. I left my seat in the bleachers to fetch a Dr. Pepper from the vending machine.

May 14, 2023 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

When My Mother Could No Longer Talk Me Off the Ledge

Catherine Davis

Like many who quit drinking, my mother became a proselytizer for sobriety.

May 12, 2023 | Poetry

3 poems

Rachel Custer

The only thing grows faster than corn here is despair.

May 11, 2023 | Poetry

9 tiny poems about gri*f

Irina Varina

i am on the bus
i think

May 10, 2023 | Nonfiction

Driving on Acid

Jake Goldwasser

May 9, 2023 | Poetry

three poems

Myles Zavelo

I was six years old.
He was a German Shepherd named Andy.

May 8, 2023 | Fiction

Do You See What I See?

Eve Zelickson

A life spent on your tiptoes, trying to fish the moon from the sky is, in fact, very good.

May 7, 2023 | fucked up modern love essays

Two Halves of the Story

Edward M. Cohen

The other half was the memories of the end. The time Teddy had threatened to burn the only copy of my novel.

May 5, 2023 | Poetry


Ben Jahn

crushes and snorts several thousand milligrams of sildenafil on a nsfw livestream and masturbates until his heart explodes

May 4, 2023 | Fiction

My Life in the Closet

Z.H. Gill

Chemsex stops for nothing. 

May 3, 2023 | Fiction

god won't let me die

Savannah Whitmer

They were a bull dyke in a bull dyke’s body, so God refusing to LET [THEM] DIE was more like, fuck.