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January 27, 2021 | Fiction

Nightcap

Mingpei Li

They had taken up four of the ten seats in the sushi restaurant, and the smallness of the room made them serious and giddy, as if they were being admitted to a secret.

January 26, 2021 | Fiction

Hold Music

Zac Smith

Greg listened to hold music while rereading the suicide note.

January 26, 2021 | Fiction

Hold Music

Zac Smith

Greg listened to hold music while rereading the suicide note.

January 25, 2021 | Fiction

Billy James Henry & Peachy

Connor Goodwin

I told him about Nebraska and how it was a dried up ancient ocean bed, how farmers harvested corn and clicks, how there might be kings buried under the freshly tilled soil or angels who dusted the August crops.

January 25, 2021 | Fiction

Billy James Henry & Peachy

Connor Goodwin

I told him about Nebraska and how it was a dried up ancient ocean bed, how farmers harvested corn and clicks, how there might be kings buried under the freshly tilled soil or angels who dusted the August crops.

January 22, 2021 | Fiction

Reno

Daniel Burgess

When the ground thaws and the air grows thin, the boys come crawling out of the valley to your doorstep at the foot of Mount Rose.

January 22, 2021 | Fiction

Reno

Daniel Burgess

When the ground thaws and the air grows thin, the boys come crawling out of the valley to your doorstep at the foot of Mount Rose.

January 20, 2021 | Fiction

Ghosts

Matt Greene

 It was weird seeing him without a hair wrap, without roller blades, his uniform in college, weird seeing him instead in a pastel button-up.

January 20, 2021 | Fiction

Ghosts

Matt Greene

 It was weird seeing him without a hair wrap, without roller blades, his uniform in college, weird seeing him instead in a pastel button-up.

January 19, 2021 | Fiction

Moskva

LJ Pemberton

We’d read in a tour book that the Moscow clubs had shoe and face policies, which meant your shoes had to be killer and your face had to be hot...

January 19, 2021 | Fiction

Moskva

LJ Pemberton

We’d read in a tour book that the Moscow clubs had shoe and face policies, which meant your shoes had to be killer and your face had to be hot...

January 14, 2021 | Fiction

The Best a Man Can Get

Steven Arcieri

Shaving his neck to impress...

January 14, 2021 | Fiction

The Best a Man Can Get

Steven Arcieri

Shaving his neck to impress...

January 13, 2021 | Fiction

Genius Loci

Brittany Ackerman

She imagined walking barefoot across the grass in the backyard, sitting in the hammock and reading that book her teacher from graduate school had published.

January 13, 2021 | Fiction

Genius Loci

Brittany Ackerman

She imagined walking barefoot across the grass in the backyard, sitting in the hammock and reading that book her teacher from graduate school had published.

January 12, 2021 | Fiction

Dead Dog Spot

Cory Bennet

The landscape was a flat dimension, no mountains or hills. Farmland and ramshackle homes that looked like collages, you could see the years in them.

January 12, 2021 | Fiction

Dead Dog Spot

Cory Bennet

The landscape was a flat dimension, no mountains or hills. Farmland and ramshackle homes that looked like collages, you could see the years in them.

January 8, 2021 | Fiction

Ghost

Emma Hodson

I saw her in front of us then, and she struck me: white parka down to mid-calf meeting white Ugg boots, white hood drawn over head.

January 8, 2021 | Fiction

Ghost

Emma Hodson

I saw her in front of us then, and she struck me: white parka down to mid-calf meeting white Ugg boots, white hood drawn over head.

January 7, 2021 | Fiction

Culler Release Program

Joshua English

Usually I’d just as soon look away from cruelty, but Lemuel flung that chicken square at my face and my first instinct was to swat her, fretting her clipped wings and shrieking like a raspy old woman, down on the heads of the others. Simple reflex.

January 7, 2021 | Fiction

Culler Release Program

Joshua English

Usually I’d just as soon look away from cruelty, but Lemuel flung that chicken square at my face and my first instinct was to swat her, fretting her clipped wings and shrieking like a raspy old woman, down on the heads of the others. Simple reflex.

January 5, 2021 | Fiction

Shake-n-Bake Time

Tom Walsh

We laughed when he called it a “Shake-n-Bake,” but then looked nervously around the room; the crew veterans weren’t laughing.

January 5, 2021 | Fiction

Shake-n-Bake Time

Tom Walsh

We laughed when he called it a “Shake-n-Bake,” but then looked nervously around the room; the crew veterans weren’t laughing.

January 4, 2021 | Fiction

Dates with Charlie

Julie Goldberg

Charlie would never cannibalize me; he’d have nothing to eat. 

January 4, 2021 | Fiction

Dates with Charlie

Julie Goldberg

Charlie would never cannibalize me; he’d have nothing to eat. 

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