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Amygdala Disco Party
Sivan Lavie
You are such a hot cowboy and I feel so lucky that you’re with me in this, standing in these dark brain fields right now, I think to myself.
Amygdala Disco Party
Sivan Lavie
You are such a hot cowboy and I feel so lucky that you’re with me in this, standing in these dark brain fields right now, I think to myself.
The Story of White Water: A White Guy with a Sweat Lodge
Natalie Storey
We knew, for example, that according to 23 and Me, White Water didn’t have even a trace of indigenous blood, not even Cherokee, not even if you went back four generations.
The Story of White Water: A White Guy with a Sweat Lodge
Natalie Storey
We knew, for example, that according to 23 and Me, White Water didn’t have even a trace of indigenous blood, not even Cherokee, not even if you went back four generations.
Protandry
George Salis
Maybe, just maybe, it’s like that theory of the universe, a big bang followed by expansion until collapse, a big crunch, then a big bang again, ad infinitum, so that my curling, turtling pizzle will pop out again, pop in, pop out, poppet, an endless eon’s worth of self-fucking of a higher kind, a higher cruel.
Protandry
George Salis
Maybe, just maybe, it’s like that theory of the universe, a big bang followed by expansion until collapse, a big crunch, then a big bang again, ad infinitum, so that my curling, turtling pizzle will pop out again, pop in, pop out, poppet, an endless eon’s worth of self-fucking of a higher kind, a higher cruel.
Odd Light
Brad Kelly
He’d been by himself now for months except for game night with his colleagues and so he multiplied 13 by 47 in his head and divided it down until it was a trace behind the decimal point and then he asked her if she would like to meet him for a coffee downtown.
Odd Light
Brad Kelly
He’d been by himself now for months except for game night with his colleagues and so he multiplied 13 by 47 in his head and divided it down until it was a trace behind the decimal point and then he asked her if she would like to meet him for a coffee downtown.
Heaven Is A Table at 1 OAK
Lucie Turkel
with beer bongs and messy boys who didn’t know how to do anything but shove shoulders down for head
Heaven Is A Table at 1 OAK
Lucie Turkel
with beer bongs and messy boys who didn’t know how to do anything but shove shoulders down for head
The Last American Woman
Elizabeth Ellen
Over the next few days, through a method of trial and error, I taught myself the basics of frontier survival.
The Last American Woman
Elizabeth Ellen
Over the next few days, through a method of trial and error, I taught myself the basics of frontier survival.
Spooky Action at a Distance
Alexander Hackett
You're glowing, she said. And why would I be glowing? It can't be the gutrot wine, or last week's fast food lunches. It can't be my Quasimodo limp, I smashed my toe on a fire hydrant trying to
Spooky Action at a Distance
Alexander Hackett
You're glowing, she said. And why would I be glowing? It can't be the gutrot wine, or last week's fast food lunches. It can't be my Quasimodo limp, I smashed my toe on a fire hydrant trying to
Breaststroke
Talia Vyadro
When she used to swim at night her bones cut through water like perforating paper. It was always the same ritual, pants off first with a slight shimmy, arms up high overhead to get rid of the
Breaststroke
Talia Vyadro
When she used to swim at night her bones cut through water like perforating paper. It was always the same ritual, pants off first with a slight shimmy, arms up high overhead to get rid of the
Backtrack and Prune
Josh Lovins
It is a horrible thing to lose a friend, they said, and their saying this made him angry. What did they understand? They didn't understand a single thing.
Backtrack and Prune
Josh Lovins
It is a horrible thing to lose a friend, they said, and their saying this made him angry. What did they understand? They didn't understand a single thing.
Recent Books
Pregaming Grief
Danielle Chelosky
Love is like a museum. You have to look around, experience things, and then leave.
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


