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Fermin Gave Me Food photo
June 6, 2011 | Fiction

Fermin Gave Me Food

C.A. Harrison

 

He was putting potatoes into my hands.

“What else you need. Salt?”

He stepped over a stack of plates. I moved around them.

“Here. This is good. You cook with this. No?”

The

Therapy photo
June 6, 2011 | Fiction

Therapy

Lizzy Acker

Courtney Love’s mom lived in house three blocks away from mine when I was growing up. She was a therapist for married people and children of divorce, things like that.  Her husband (not Courtney

Nocturnia photo
June 5, 2011 | Fiction

Nocturnia

Chris Narozny

I.

A minimally invasive vaporization of the prostate, she says. Performed with high-energy light beams. Precise, she says. We're talking about the difference between a baseball and a

Two Stories photo
June 5, 2011 | Fiction

Two Stories

Jason Joyce

Flight Patterns

The night the ghosts got in we went out the third floor window.
I heard boot steps on the stairs and 
we were gone.
Out past paint flecked white wicker into the forest, 
we’d

Poetry and Songs for My Voice Cartographer photo
May 1, 2011 | Fiction

Poetry and Songs for My Voice Cartographer

Ledia Xhoga

The men I meet always want someone I’m not. Naturally, I think the one I’m meeting tonight will be different. I’ve never seen him before; we’ve only talked over the phone. He runs a voice mapping

Withdraw photo
May 1, 2011 | Fiction

Withdraw

Mesha Maren

with-draw \with-‘dro\ vb- withdrew; withdrawn; withdrawing-  a: to remove from a place of deposit < I check the pockets of my husband’s blue jeans before placing them in the washer andwithdraw a

Free Advice photo
May 1, 2011 | Fiction

Free Advice

Matt Leibel

Do not open your story by talking about the weather. Do not exceed the posted speed limits. Do not accept packages from strangers. Do not make any sudden movements. Do not interfere in an ongoing

Two Stories photo
May 1, 2011 | Fiction

Two Stories

David Joseph

FORECAST

Little Thomas and I are out in the yard, ripping up dead saplings by the roots so the wind won’t. Last week a gust sent a dry limb through the kitchen window. It took thirty minutes to

Manhunt, or Open Relationships Aren't Some Kind of Cakewalk, If That's What You're Thinking, I Mean, Seriously photo
May 1, 2011 | Fiction

Manhunt, or Open Relationships Aren't Some Kind of Cakewalk, If That's What You're Thinking, I Mean, Seriously

Tim Jones-Yelvington

Headline: DON’T SAY MOVIE UNLESS YOU MEAN IT

Profile: Sometimes people invite me to watch a movie when what they really want is sex. This bothers me when the movie is one I actually want to

Jesus Can't Hit A Curveball photo
April 1, 2011 | Fiction, BASEBALL

Jesus Can't Hit A Curveball

Patrick Walczy

He doesn’t float to the plate, just walks. A smattering of applause, what you’d expect on a Wednesday afternoon. “Now pinch hitting,” the announcer calls.

We look to the scoreboard, see what

The Mistakes of Summer photo
April 1, 2011 | Fiction, BASEBALL

The Mistakes of Summer

Wendy Oleson

 

Expecting Dodger Stadium to be half as awesome as Camelback Ranch

Asking husband why he can't lay down a bunt like he used to

Purchasing Swarovski crystal accented team logo tee

Dan Sanders Hits A Grand Slam photo
April 1, 2011 | Fiction, BASEBALL

Dan Sanders Hits A Grand Slam

Dan Sanders

Home to First: 


Is that really going out?  Really? Jesus. C'mon don't — Oh god damn it.  

Ok — head down, run, don't dog it. Don't be a dick. Head down. Make sure you tag first, it'd be

The Nine Innings of Morrie Rath photo
April 1, 2011 | Fiction, BASEBALL

The Nine Innings of Morrie Rath

Aubrey Hirsch

Inning 1:

Morrie is all pins and needles going into his first at-bat. It's his first at-bat in a World Series game and he has been dreaming about this moment since he was a little boy. The

Two Baseball Atrocities photo
April 1, 2011 | Fiction, BASEBALL

Two Baseball Atrocities

John Dermot Woods

LATE SEASON

In Remington, concerned neighbors who had not seen Mrs. Gross, an elderly woman who lived alone in a corner house, in almost a week, called the police to report their fears about

Aria photo
February 1, 2011 | Fiction

Aria

Spencer Wise

 

Before I left for the army, there were five of us camping in my father’s one-room cabin in Vermont. I watched a blond girl named Ingrid vomit spaghetti for a half hour, heaped over the sap

To Be or Not to Be Isn't Really a Question &amp; The Green is Wrong photo
February 1, 2011 | Fiction

To Be or Not to Be Isn't Really a Question & The Green is Wrong

John Tway Zackel

 

Michiko takes a class to learn the guitar. The class is taught by a moustache and a pair of boots. Michiko's ex-boyfriend moves to Kyoto, which is not Osaka. Michiko's musical ability is

The Cuckoo Clock photo
February 1, 2011 | Fiction

The Cuckoo Clock

Jody Brooks

 

My aunt willed me a cuckoo clock. It’s the clock I ran to watch every hour after school, waiting for the bird to pop out, the cuu and then the coo while she taught singing lessons in the

Monster, Days Like These, and Kept Curiosities  photo
February 1, 2011 | Fiction

Monster, Days Like These, and Kept Curiosities 

Katie Jean Shinkle

 

Monster

The Loch Ness Monster Had A Baby! the front cover of the supermarket rag says and we scream and scream and scream THE LOCHNESS MONSTER HAD A BABY and we are so happy and we say WE

A Model Life photo
January 1, 2011 | Fiction

A Model Life

Andrew Scott

 

The Elders rented a two-bedroom unit in Building 16. The office staff knew Harv and Jean from their numerous complaints. Marvin Gardens, located just five minutes from the university, sold

Patterson Thorndike is Dead photo
January 1, 2011 | Fiction

Patterson Thorndike is Dead

Harmony Neal

 

Patterson Thorndike is Dead

Patterson Thorndike was dead.  What was Dresden supposed to do with that information?  He felt a flush of shame, twice.  First for remembering every time he’d

Fitzhugh Falls  photo
January 1, 2011 | Fiction

Fitzhugh Falls 

Todd Cantrell

 

Fitzhugh was there for the convention. Marcy held out a brochure which he took, then on his third lap around the hall, he asked her to dinner.  Over better-than-average calimari, he told

Interoffice Romance photo
January 1, 2011 | Fiction

Interoffice Romance

Dan Pinkerton

 

In the weeks leading up to Valentine’s Day, Stacy conveyed a secret to Maureen as the two dined together in the food court at the downtown mall.  They sat overlooking a rather obtrusive

Rough Guide photo
January 1, 2011 | Fiction

Rough Guide

Dylan Hicks

 

In a city with little meaningful work, he pays for non-services, pays to be shown things he’s already looking at, for instance, or things he’s not interested in looking at. He pays a guard to

Almond Bark photo
December 1, 2010 | Fiction

Almond Bark

Luke Hawley

“Whoever invented almond bark is a genius.” The microwave beeps and my sister grabs two oven mitts off the counter. She stabs the door latch on the microwave and pulls out a glass measuring bowl

The Orange Man photo
December 1, 2010 | Fiction

The Orange Man

Carlin Mackie

At the hospital where my father is dying I meet an orange man. His skin is the exact color of a Clementine. He breathes from a tank that he carts around with him. “Hello kiddo” he rasps at me from

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

Nudes

Elle Nash

“Transgressive and immediate: you feel these stories shoot through and wrap around you.” 

             - Kyle F. Williams, Full Stop Magazine

 

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.