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Cownose Ray photo
July 1, 2010 | Fiction

Cownose Ray

Sara Bohannon

The beach is crowded and a handful of other vacationers see it: a flash of white just past the waves, then overturned quickly; a dark diamond shape, a splash as the stingray falls back to the

489 Points photo
June 1, 2010 | Fiction

489 Points

Andrew Borgstrom

I bought secondhand hunting attire that I only wore around the house. You corrected me when I called our apartment a house. We howled until we were gender tired. You howled when you stubbed your

Sunsets Unlimited photo
June 1, 2010 | Fiction

Sunsets Unlimited

Stephen Graham Jones

Riding through the desert I came across a cowboy in the narrow shade of a saguaro. He was doing stomach crunches. I crossed my arms over my saddlehorn and watched him for a few reps but ended up

The Weirdest Thing photo
June 1, 2010 | Fiction

The Weirdest Thing

Grant Flint

The weirdest thing happened to me just now, which is weird in itself in that nothing weird ever happens to me. I, being on the surface at least, not weird.

Why should I lie? I've done nothing.

Space is Our Future photo
June 1, 2010 | Fiction

Space is Our Future

Michelle McMahon

I was behind the mint green Toyota pickup on the way to work this morning, again. It didn’t matter if I was running late because Tommy flung his breakfast on my blouse, or if I was early because I

Are You Lonesome Tonight? photo
June 1, 2010 | Fiction

Are You Lonesome Tonight?

Alison Christy

“The thing is,” he said, “now that I’ve stopped drinking, I don’t want to be a bore. At parties, you know.”

“You’re not boring, Grandpa,” I said. He didn’t go to parties, either.

“The thing

An Interview with Billy Lombardo photo
April 1, 2010 | BASEBALL, Fiction

An Interview with Billy Lombardo

Seth Pollins

I met Billy Lombardo in the summer of 2007 on a sun drenched patch of grass under the Blue Ridge Mountains in Asheville, N.C. We had both just survived our first "Meet and Greet" at Warren Wilson

Spinning Yarns photo
April 1, 2010 | BASEBALL, Fiction

Spinning Yarns

Thomas Mundt

I did some fact-checking after the wedding. I bet you thought I never would, but I did. And you know what I found out? You were never an ace reliever in the Orioles' farm system, like I overheard

A Simpler Creature photo
April 1, 2010 | BASEBALL, Fiction

A Simpler Creature

Nicholas Mainieri

Pop loved two things, but I inherited his affection for one of those only. He read me bedtime stories during the off-season. The last one always came the night before he left for Spring Training.

Love and Theft, 1988 photo
April 1, 2010 | BASEBALL, Fiction

Love and Theft, 1988

Pasha Malla

I enjoy stealing. It's just as simple as that.
Jane's Addiction, "Been Caught Stealing"

Bear with me here: I don't know shit about baseball. I honestly don't think I could name a single

How Lucky, She Thought photo
April 1, 2010 | BASEBALL, Fiction

How Lucky, She Thought

Kelcy D. Wilburn

She woke up as excited as she had twenty years ago on a St. Patrick's Day morning in her childhood home, despite the fact that everything around her was unfamiliar, despite the fact that her hotel

How to Kill photo
March 1, 2010 | Fiction

How to Kill

Ethel Rohan

 

 

Ma Vie En Rose: My Life Wrapped in Cellophane photo
March 1, 2010 | Fiction

Ma Vie En Rose: My Life Wrapped in Cellophane

Neil de la Flor

 

She is not a warthog in the zoo. She travels with a whip and rope through space and time. She is not a girl but feels like one. She understands the principles of Schrödinger and Heisenberg,

Libertyland photo
March 1, 2010 | Fiction

Libertyland

Alex Pollack

 

My wife says I'm too old for rollercoasters. Maybe she's right. I'm twenty-five, I'm balding, and I have a weak beard. But I still want to go to Libertyland.

"You'll buy a funnel cake,"

Chorale for the First Rental House on Your Block photo
March 1, 2010 | Fiction

Chorale for the First Rental House on Your Block

Craig Davis

Outside on his porch was an indoor sofa. But he kept the lawn mowed. Early in the morning when the grass was still too wet — there he was, limping behind the mower, cursing God and us when it

An Interview with Mattox Roesch by Amy Minton photo
March 1, 2010 | Fiction

An Interview with Mattox Roesch by Amy Minton

Amy Minton

 

Amy: Mattox, thank you for chatting with me about your new (and first) novel, Sometimes We're Always Real Same-Same. You've had great press (Publisher's Weekly, New York Times Sunday Book

 

	Word-Things: Michael Kimball interviews Ingrid Burrington photo
March 1, 2010 | Fiction

  Word-Things: Michael Kimball interviews Ingrid Burrington

Michael Kimball

 

A few months ago (i.e. in August), Michael Kimball guest-edited Everyday Genius for a month (and, actually, he was kicking so much ass, it extended into much of, if not all, of September as

Two Stories photo
February 1, 2010 | Fiction

Two Stories

Rob Carney

Fish Stories

This friend of mine, Greg, he's always quitting smoking. He breaks his cigarettes in half, or runs them under the tap, or both, so he can't light up. He hides all his matches. And

Beautiful photo
February 1, 2010 | Fiction

Beautiful

Brandi Wells

She finds me in the backyard, behind the fence. I'm not crying because I've never been a child who cries. Instead I stare at the way the fence posts overlap, rotting, green and all worn down smooth

Two Stories photo
February 1, 2010 | Fiction

Two Stories

David William Hill

The Night Sky

Looking west over the ocean, watching the yellow crescent moon dip behind the low strip of fog off the coast. It disappeared and returned several times, as the fog bank in its

Puppeteers photo
February 1, 2010 | Fiction

Puppeteers

Lydia Ship

Unfortunately, Chin fed her sock puppets too many vegetables. She didn't always feed them in front of me, but the smell of steamed broccoli and half-empty bowls of it greeted me in our dorm suite

Hinge photo
February 1, 2010 | Fiction

Hinge

Jan Laperle

Nancy Lish was a simple woman with one simple obsession: she wanted to be a contestant on the game show Disk & Ladder. Every week she sent her postcard to the host, Peter Stimer, and at last,

The Turtle photo
January 1, 2010 | Fiction

The Turtle

Matthew Lansburgh

The man is older than the woman, but not by much. They're out for a stroll in the park, taking in the sunshine and fresh air. "Look at that," says the man, pointing at the mud. The man crouches

Three Stories photo
January 1, 2010 | Fiction

Three Stories

Amy L. Clark

We Couldn't All Be Cowboys
 

Timmy Pringle always told everyone he wasn't named after a chip, and then when he started to wear sunglasses inside like he saw in a movie but everyone made fun

Sad, Sad, Sad photo
January 1, 2010 | Fiction

Sad, Sad, Sad

Stace Budzko

Not more than two steps in and Ali had the Sadness Museum exhibit sized up.

Her words, This exhibit is sad, sad, sad.

I tried to look on the bright side. My words, At least it's

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.