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October 9, 2020 | Fiction

Aura-lift™

Allie Rowbottom

The best plastic surgeons are cultured. They stand at the intersection of art and science and are not, generally, superficial.

October 8, 2020 | Fiction

Insoluble

Hannah Newman

We never thought the calcification was a problem.

October 8, 2020 | Fiction

Insoluble

Hannah Newman

We never thought the calcification was a problem.

October 7, 2020 | Fiction

Jonathan

Sam Fishman

The next time Jonathan and I had a playdate I told him what had happened. I was sitting on his bed and he was sitting at his desk when he told me a secret.

October 7, 2020 | Fiction

Jonathan

Sam Fishman

The next time Jonathan and I had a playdate I told him what had happened. I was sitting on his bed and he was sitting at his desk when he told me a secret.

October 5, 2020 | Fiction

To Her Next Boyfriend

Jane DIESEL

If thinking your own thoughts has never brought you love, is it so bad to let another think for you?

October 5, 2020 | Fiction

To Her Next Boyfriend

Jane DIESEL

If thinking your own thoughts has never brought you love, is it so bad to let another think for you?

September 30, 2020 | Fiction

Smells Like You

Maggie Edwards

Tennis balls were always disgusting. That creep-crawly not-green not-quite-yellow felt that made my teeth grind and my spine twitch, always wet with dog slobber. And it never lost that toxic new car

September 30, 2020 | Fiction

Smells Like You

Maggie Edwards

Tennis balls were always disgusting. That creep-crawly not-green not-quite-yellow felt that made my teeth grind and my spine twitch, always wet with dog slobber. And it never lost that toxic new car

September 29, 2020 | Fiction

The Shine

Jay Merill

Gail is the name of the person telling this story. She thinks of herself as Gail instead of I.

September 29, 2020 | Fiction

The Shine

Jay Merill

Gail is the name of the person telling this story. She thinks of herself as Gail instead of I.

September 24, 2020 | Fiction

The Complement

Madeline Furlong

I painted my lips and fingers red the first time I was unfaithful. It was in college, with a girl with sharp orange hair who had a smile that said come. I never really liked her--she was arrogant and

September 24, 2020 | Fiction

The Complement

Madeline Furlong

I painted my lips and fingers red the first time I was unfaithful. It was in college, with a girl with sharp orange hair who had a smile that said come. I never really liked her--she was arrogant and

September 23, 2020 | Fiction

When Rose Leaves

Abbie Barker

When Rose leaves, she hands me a lamp and says, “I’m afraid it will break in the move.” She tosses a bag of Twizzlers into her Corolla. The backseat is piled with thrift store dresses and Doc Martens.

September 23, 2020 | Fiction

When Rose Leaves

Abbie Barker

When Rose leaves, she hands me a lamp and says, “I’m afraid it will break in the move.” She tosses a bag of Twizzlers into her Corolla. The backseat is piled with thrift store dresses and Doc Martens.

September 22, 2020 | Fiction

The Cage

S.F. Wright

The cage was located in the back and, technically speaking, was a separate store: enclosed by chain-link fences, it housed rows of metal shelves on which were stockpiled stacks of used books. The

September 22, 2020 | Fiction

The Cage

S.F. Wright

The cage was located in the back and, technically speaking, was a separate store: enclosed by chain-link fences, it housed rows of metal shelves on which were stockpiled stacks of used books. The

September 21, 2020 | Fiction

Excerpt from the novella Orange

Alec Berry

1.

Maybe I’m an idiot, but those waves are
talking to me. They fall apart on the beach
then recoil, and the phytoplankton glow in
their recession. That’s where I think what
they’re saying is.

September 21, 2020 | Fiction

Excerpt from the novella Orange

Alec Berry

1.

Maybe I’m an idiot, but those waves are
talking to me. They fall apart on the beach
then recoil, and the phytoplankton glow in
their recession. That’s where I think what
they’re saying is.

September 18, 2020 | Fiction

The Drowned Giant

Kholiswa Mendes Pepani

It was a Sunday morning in Delta, Mississippi when the body of the missing Negro giant washed up on the bank of the river. First news of the creature’s arrival was brought to the town by a local fisherman...

September 18, 2020 | Fiction

The Drowned Giant

Kholiswa Mendes Pepani

It was a Sunday morning in Delta, Mississippi when the body of the missing Negro giant washed up on the bank of the river. First news of the creature’s arrival was brought to the town by a local fisherman...

September 17, 2020 | Fiction

Holy Gash

Kris Hartrum

I turned over in bed and felt something weird. I put my hand behind my head and felt it was the pillow. I sat up and looked at the pillow. It was wet, pinkish-red. I said holy shit a few times, ran my

September 17, 2020 | Fiction

Holy Gash

Kris Hartrum

I turned over in bed and felt something weird. I put my hand behind my head and felt it was the pillow. I sat up and looked at the pillow. It was wet, pinkish-red. I said holy shit a few times, ran my

September 16, 2020 | Fiction

What Is It?

Steve Gergley

Andy Carr is stocking shelves at his local Value King supermarket when a forty-year-old woman taps him on the shoulder and starts yelling in his face. By the woman’s word the store is out of stock of

September 16, 2020 | Fiction

What Is It?

Steve Gergley

Andy Carr is stocking shelves at his local Value King supermarket when a forty-year-old woman taps him on the shoulder and starts yelling in his face. By the woman’s word the store is out of stock of

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Elizabeth Ellen

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