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March 29, 2023 | Nonfiction

Free Will and Determinism at a School for Disturbed Children

J.J. Marks

One day at the school for disturbed children I attended, a boy lit his pubes on fire.

March 27, 2023 | Nonfiction

The Hunter

Laughlin Cole

The first thing I killed was a coyote. Grandpa pointed out that the coyote was a mother. Her belly sagged a few inches above the grass. Her front right leg caught in a wire trap. Grandpa handed me his

March 26, 2023 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

We Talked to Scientists About Desire

Kathleen Radigan

At night, we lay on unmoored mattresses, pressing hands over our eyes to block out spears of light from the street. We cursed our naked windows.

March 19, 2023 | fucked up modern love essays

A Rogue Job

Stephanie Sellars

My fantasy of Lockwood started to deflate like a balloon with a tiny hole.

March 14, 2023 | Nonfiction

If It Makes You Happy

Laura Dzubay

She feels bad for being taken aback before; she really is a very nice doctor.

March 12, 2023 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

Anatomical Love

Gabriella Giambanco

In the anatomy lab, we are peeing into cups to check for any abnormalities within the urine

March 5, 2023 | fucked up modern love essays

Possession

Sára Bányai

/pəˈzeʃ.ən/

 

One morning I woke up with my right scapula in my mouth. You would think that is physically impossible, but in the case of demonic possessions it is actually more normal than not.

February 26, 2023 | fucked up modern love essays

Haley

Maya Staples

I tolerated Marcus and Haley because I knew their drill. Marcus would pick me up with drugs coursing through his system

February 22, 2023 | Nonfiction

Cooperstown Psych Ward Diary

Jesse Hilson

My wife watched me walk headfirst into a mirror.

February 19, 2023 | fucked up modern love essays

Young Robert De Niro

Hannah E. Joyner

I reminded myself that I spent just as many lonely afternoons in the State Library of Victoria with a pile of international Vogues as I did at a Goodwill in the Valley.

February 13, 2023 | Nonfiction

My Big Sad Disability Essay

Kathryn Fitzpatrick

I didn’t want to write this essay, but I know somebody will publish it and feel good about themselves for platforming a disabled voice.

February 12, 2023 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

A Sex Addict Walks Into a Sex Party

L Scully

Shit, is this what the Zoom room people mean when they say fantasy addict?

February 9, 2023 | Nonfiction

From the Diaries of a Street Performer

Irina Varina

I am just a village idiot.

February 8, 2023 | Nonfiction

eating watermelon peachy-o’s

Elle Brooks

“You’re dirty,” you said to me, “I don’t kiss you because I think about how many dicks must’ve been in your mouth."

February 5, 2023 | fucked up modern love essays

Prom

Naomi Leigh

I was sobbing too loud for the men’s room and I was in no shape to explain myself so I settled on the supply closet next to it. After a couple minutes of moping I got a BBM (we had to have Blackberries then, for whatever reason) from Jarrett. “Were fuck are you bro?

January 30, 2023 | Nonfiction

On Suicidality, “Girl Interrupted Syndrome,” and the BMV

Emma Bhatt

To begin abruptly: I’ve been some degree of suicidal since I was fourteen. I don’t think this makes me special. In fact, I think I’d be more of an individual if I’d always wanted to live.

January 29, 2023 | fucked up modern love essays

You stopped taking

Shalini Singh

A year wrapped in a day, a teardrop at the climax of every way that wounded, furthering the wounds.

January 22, 2023 | fucked up modern love essays

Ex ante, Ex post

Gillan Sims

That was the world then…

That was the world then….bawdy cars and tawdry thoughts and rundown wannabe skyscrapers brownie baked by the sun that just looked cheap against the horizon and everybody

January 16, 2023 | Nonfiction

Why I Did It

Miss Unity

The day I stopped being a woman was a hard-boiled egg kind of day. 

January 15, 2023 | fucked up modern love essays

Destroyer

Jerusha Crone

I hold myself in the plank position. The little dog sits on the rug watching. It’s a very expensive rug. She’s not supposed to be here. He’s up on the purple couch and I do not know what he is

January 8, 2023 | fucked up modern love essays

Moonlight Empaths

Caroll Sun Yang

I was zipped up to my nose in a sleeping bag, inhaling moist breath mingled with olfactory ghosts of campfires and wild sex past.

January 2, 2023 | fucked up modern love essays

From a Letter, 1980

Garielle Lutz

We paid the cover charge and stood among the young homosexuals of Columbus.

November 9, 2022 | Nonfiction

Year of the Buffalo by Aaron Burch: a Review

Elizabeth Ellen

Becca, Ernie’s wife, estranged wife most of the novel until finally she is his ex-wife at the end, based on the author’s, based on Aaron’s, ex-wife, Elizabeth Ellen, who is, oddly, metally, writing these words, typing them into a Word doc at nine in the morning

November 9, 2022 | Nonfiction

MY JUNKIE DREAMS NEVER END IN SHOOTING UP

Christian Bodney

I wake up glad to not be strung out.

I wonder how my drug dealers are doing.

October 25, 2022 | Nonfiction

Hierarchy of Fear (most fearful to least fearful*) in the Literary World

Elizabeth Ellen

-Editor at a literary journal attempting to be good, moral ppl (see: 1990s Christian Right)

Recent Books

Pregaming Grief

Danielle Chelosky

Is this new relationship self-sabotage in disguise, or is it the cure?

Who Killed Mabel Frost?

Miss Unity

I thought I was unhappy as a man. Turns out I was just unhappy…

Backwardness

Garielle Lutz

Garielle's longest, most peculiar, most particularized book. A sure-to-be collector's item. Not be be missed!