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May 20, 2024 | Poetry

3 Poems

Grace Dougherty

All the way up Highland isn’t Burbank, it’s heaven!

May 19, 2024 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

The Black River

Sean Tanner

I could hear the Essex lads cooing and whispering to her, telling her that it would be okay

May 16, 2024 | Fiction


Jonathan Doyle

Her eyes looked up and zeroed in on Marina’s Muses. On the women floating through the air. No cares. Just an angel dancing in the blue heavens. 

May 15, 2024 | Book Review

A Study in Time Lapse: Alphabetical Diaries, Memory, and Mundanity

Lennie Roeber-Tsiongas

Sheila Heti has a bad memory. She’s sitting on the stage of the Mark Taper Auditorium in the Los Angeles Central Library, wearing a velvet jumpsuit with gold tendrils and black lace tights. Heti tells

May 14, 2024 | Interview

Honor Levy on Her First Book

Anna Dorn

The black Mr. Sketch marker, Cucumber JUUL pods, Dr Pepper Lip Smacker, spirit duplicator, soggy sugary cereal milk mush, pink rubber pencil shavings, burning toast stroke, pumpkin spice scented hand sanitizer. 

May 14, 2024 | Fiction


Paul Franz

That cicatrice ringing the heart, like notches on the prison wall, that sharp sweet spoor.

May 13, 2024 | Fiction

Excerpt from PERFUME & PAIN

Anna Dorn

I eat a big salad and watch Kim and Kourtney eat big salads on a ten-year-old episode of Keeping Up with the Kardashians.

May 13, 2024 | Fiction


Fred Morfit

We scuttled in through the back door, out of the glaring summer heat, bare feet welcoming the cool linoleum of the kitchen floor. Chattering like a pair of squirrels we rifled the pantry, pulling the

May 12, 2024 | fucked up modern love essays

Noble sauvage

Leya Ivanov

U were the only Turk i knew, and also the only Turk my parents liked. they never let me walk around the fountains at night even though it’s the only place in Sofia with streetlights after two a.m. b/c

May 10, 2024 | Nonfiction

Swan Singing

Sarah Teresa Cook

I am seated at a small brown desk from IKEA, crafting a love letter.

See how the heart spills right out of me? Spills and spills, ink everywhere. This desk is too small.

Picture it: Me, a

May 9, 2024 | Fiction

The Beautiful Ones

Thomas Heise

A year after my wife Ada disappeared, I started attending the book club.

May 8, 2024 | Fiction


Yasemin Kopmaz

During the first rehearsal, her troupe members burn her thighs with incense sticks. It’s not hazing, it’s just how they bond.

May 7, 2024 | Fiction

The King of Video Poker

Paolo Iacovelli

Arnold Palmer died today. The news anchor announces it on the TV hanging in the corner as I’m dealt a pair of 9’s at a Jacks or Better machine. Suddenly it doesn’t matter that the news anchor

May 6, 2024 |

The Paddler

Michael Robert Liska

A drunk woman invites me into her canoe. It isn’t really her canoe; it belongs to a sullen man sitting by a campfire. I had wandered through the woods from my own campsite, looking for beer, and found

May 5, 2024 | fucked up modern love essays

Masturbation Anxiety

Hayli May Cox

(Moaning loudly)

(Bed creaking)

(Crying in Italian)

May 3, 2024 | Nonfiction

Breast Proof

Christie Tate

Given: A girl-body will grow breasts during puberty.

Given: Girls will absorb many different messages about breasts in their lifetime.

Given: Breasts are a source of shame and

May 2, 2024 | Poetry

3 Poems

Mather Schneider

Lorena told Sofia to put a drop of her own pee
in her man’s beer
if she wanted him to love her
so she did 
and by God it worked.

May 1, 2024 | Nonfiction


Haley Beecher

I desperately wanted to have a breakdown in someone's arms.

May 1, 2024 | Fiction


Stephanie Wambugu

The man at Hertz handed me the keys to a blue Corolla and smiled, revealing a large, distracting gap. In a boyish drawl he told me to return the car with a full tank, otherwise incur a $10 fee. I