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No Good photo
July 1, 2022 | Fiction

No Good

Cora Lee Womble-Miesner

Every night he’d sleep next to me, grabbing my belly, my hair, my thighs like he thought I might disappear.

Anything is Possible photo
June 29, 2022 | Fiction

Anything is Possible

Charlotte Hamrick

Tom and Del were like Jack and Coke, cruising down the neck of town in Tom’s long, cool convertible, me waiting in front of the Quik Pik in 90% humidity on a July day, holding a corn snake in a

Voland photo
June 27, 2022 | Fiction

Voland

Mike Murphy

Even at his weight, he could still get himself down to a 40 degree angle with the ice at a speed that pushed him to vapor, when you feel dilated into thin air. That is what they called it in the New England League: pushing vapor.

Baby Love photo
June 24, 2022 | Fiction

Baby Love

Lindsey Peters Berg

Alex is meditating, but really she’s thinking about whether she’s going to fuck the nineteen-year-old.

Luzerne photo
June 22, 2022 | Fiction

Luzerne

Greg Tebbano

That summer was like a movie or waiting for a movie to start, stuffing yourself all through the previews and when the movie came it was always a rag...
 

Pura Vida photo
June 20, 2022 | Fiction

Pura Vida

Harris Lahti

“To the sweet life!” Phil says.  

Everything Hurts and My Body Is On Fire photo
June 17, 2022 | Fiction

Everything Hurts and My Body Is On Fire

Sam Berman

She combs her hair: I love her. She throws up on a Thursday after drinking at a new club spot on a Wednesday night: I love and love and love her. She spills her coffee onto the floorspace between our desks and laughs, Black Cup Down: What can I do?

America's Baby photo
June 14, 2022 | Fiction

America's Baby

Alex Juffer

“He just picked up a Nerf gun one day and shot his bottle right off the table from twenty yards out,” Dad would tell reporters, with a practiced shrug/grin combo that played well on television. “We knew he was something special then.”

Mirror photo
June 10, 2022 | Fiction

Mirror

David Ryan

The parrot's flamboyant red and blue plume cocks, shivers. The family approaches.

The Swimsuit photo
June 6, 2022 | Fiction

The Swimsuit

Matthew Feasley

When I opened my eyes, I noticed something large there lying on the ground beneath a half-fallen tree.

I, Caravaggio photo
June 3, 2022 | Fiction

I, Caravaggio

Eugenio Volpe

Regarding my best self, she’s referring to yours truly, the one who keeps Michelangelo and Caravaggio from canceling each other. 

2022 Night Out Manifestation photo
June 2, 2022 | Fiction

2022 Night Out Manifestation

Amelia Anthony

We will have an easy drunken conversation I won’t remember.

Is not scar but is like scar photo
May 30, 2022 | Fiction

Is not scar but is like scar

Shaun Pieter Clamp

She said she made boys fall in love with her. I said I was above her manipulations but I cried when she left. When she posted pictures with other guys I felt awful. I tried not to talk to her. Her messages came less and less until finally the feeling calloused.

Unsaid photo
May 26, 2022 | Fiction

Unsaid

Tina Tocco

Let’s say you go to the beach.  And let’s say it’s on your own for the first time.  And let’s say you’re 13 and look 15.  Maybe 16.  And let’s say your mom doesn’t know you’re going alone, because Olivia was coming, but the little chickenshit went and told her mom, that stuck-up bitch from Scarsdale, who said why the hell does your father even bother paying for flute lessons? 

McDonald's Coffee photo
May 16, 2022 | Fiction

McDonald's Coffee

Al Jacobs

Once the coffee cooled I took a sip and said, Not bad for McDonald's coffee.

And he said, It really is a good cup of coffee. Wherever you go, you can always depend on McDonald's for a good cup of coffee.

And I thought, McDonald's coffee is trash.

We Were Once Combustible photo
May 9, 2022 | Fiction

We Were Once Combustible

Christine H. Chen

You roamed in like a chuckling bear into my house of beakers, graduated cylinders, round bottom flasks, you asked to borrow an Erlenmeyer, here you go, I said, thought you were just a clumsy animal, afraid you'd break something of mine, pushed you out of the lab and you came back bearing M&M's in a petri dish, half of them a mess of Blue No. 2

Best, photo
May 6, 2022 | Fiction

Best,

Wynter K Miller

When I was small, I was certain he hung the moon. It’s still a possibility—I can, in fact, imagine his immaculate frame climbing a ladder upward—but in twenty years I’ve become less certain about everything, even him.

But Then Comes April photo
April 29, 2022 | BASEBALL, Fiction

But Then Comes April

Daniel Joseph

For the better part of every year I try like heck to be a better person. Nicer. More caring. This year I’ve taken up breathing. I breathe in and I breathe out each day. Last year I learned to put less

Unwritten Rules photo
April 28, 2022 | BASEBALL, Fiction

Unwritten Rules

Joe Bohlinger

Rome was good. Sat ninety in the summers. Leaned on his off speed when the weather got cold. Postseason, most of the district had seen him by then, we took advantage of teams whose scouts said he was

Best Ever Battery photo
April 27, 2022 | BASEBALL, Fiction

Best Ever Battery

Anna Reser

I played left field for the Tularosa Middle School Tarantulas girl’s team. I was long and brittle, like a cactus spine. Or a splinter. And I was afraid of the baseball. I batted .083 that summer and

Work photo
April 26, 2022 | BASEBALL, Fiction

Work

Michael Harper

I pick up Henry after work and we drive 65 miles to the first game of Colin’s fall AAU league. It costs enough, but college is looming and some short-term discomfort for the chance at a scholarship is

Slap photo
April 20, 2022 | BASEBALL, Fiction

Slap

Sarp Sozdinler

I was about to witness Kershaw’s first career no-hitter on TV when pieces of meat started to pour from the skies and slap the ground. Our house rattled as we rushed to the windows and watched the

Cold-Weather Home Opener photo
April 14, 2022 | BASEBALL, Fiction

Cold-Weather Home Opener

Mike Prask

The world and weather are telling us they’re not ready for baseball, but I choose not to believe that. It’s too cold to call this rain, but too wet to classify it as sleet. I’m prepared for the chill

In the Books photo
April 11, 2022 | BASEBALL, Fiction

In the Books

Travis Price

Two things are clear to Ava: It’s time to end things with Nico, and Thad Worley might not make it out of the first inning.

He’s next to her in the left field bleachers chewing on a hang nail and

Guy Just Loves to Play photo
April 7, 2022 | BASEBALL, Fiction

Guy Just Loves to Play

Ken Derry

I was cruising through the lineup, 6-0, decimating my neighbors in our annual July Fourth softball tournament when a pinch hitter came to the plate. It took a minute — two pitches, actually — to place

Recent Books

Exit, Carefully

Elizabeth Ellen

"I loved reading Exit, Carefully. It’s unusual, and in my opinion exciting, to publish a play without previously receiving a major production."

                      -Walker Caplan, Lithub

Worsted

Garielle Lutz

“Lutz’s work is a marvel of the possibilities of language.  Each of her sentences is an intricately crafted thing, deeply complex yet crystalline in its clarity . . . her command of each and every word remains supreme.”     

  --Mira Braneck, The Paris Review Daily

 

Garielle Lutz is the author of The Complete Gary Lutz, among other books.

Her Lesser Work

Elizabeth Ellen

"[Her Lesser Work] is a collection of mordant and formally inventive stories circling themes of, let’s say, desire and escape within repressive structures."

      -Walker Caplan, Literary Hub

"Her Lesser Work is full of power and it takes risks and it's alive and real and it fixes a very sharp eye on the shit humans do to each other and themselves."

      -Lindsay Lerman, LitReactor