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breakup letter with commentary photo
July 2, 2020 | Fiction

breakup letter with commentary

Blake Levario

I wish I could be sharing a coke with you right now; you only drink water though, and I drink whatever I can find; we work like that, don’t we?

Huddled Faceless in Nippon: An Excerpt photo
July 1, 2020 | Fiction

Huddled Faceless in Nippon: An Excerpt

Dale Brett

Later that night, past midnight, I quietly hear her leave the apartment. I don’t stir. I don’t ask her what, where or why. I stay perfectly still and pretend to be asleep.

<3 photo
June 29, 2020 | Fiction


Levis Keltner

I confess my DIY rituals in high school, tiny fires fueled by crumpled notes and dried flowers from lost loves and later, gifts from my parents bought during the divorce. In the smoke, my hope conceived visions: sometimes revenge, always return. Nothing I witnessed was more than smoke

Next Best Thing to a Miracle photo
June 26, 2020 | Fiction

Next Best Thing to a Miracle

Alissa Hattman

Over and over again, he said it, and I started to feel it, and it felt real. The care.

What Was Left Was Ours photo
June 25, 2020 | Fiction

What Was Left Was Ours

Linnie Greene

Why bother with the pretense of health or ambition, when the world was ending and there were still snacks, drinks, trysts with another unwashed neighbor?

All of Us Have It  photo
June 23, 2020 | Fiction

All of Us Have It 

Crow Jonah Norlander

Everything that could have possibly budged already had, anything neglectable was long ago done so.

Three Smallies photo
June 22, 2020 | Fiction

Three Smallies

Zac Smith

The guy on the podcast had cancer, he was dying –every day he was dying a little bit more – and he was reflecting on being a literary agent.

Everyday, Mama Reburied the Pig photo
June 19, 2020 | Fiction

Everyday, Mama Reburied the Pig

Connor Goodwin

Mama was a truck. A Ford Bronco, to be exact.

Grunt Work photo
June 18, 2020 | Fiction

Grunt Work

Amy Stuber

Bill looked like a hundred people I’d taken rides from: flannel shirt, sunburned, open-air Jeep, someone resigned enough to take on a hitchhiker and think, if you pull a knife on me in the next mile, I can live with that.

And Even Still the Silk  photo
June 17, 2020 | Fiction

And Even Still the Silk 

Kate Finegan

even when I’m sure it’s polyester, and the silk is one more kiss you trail across my body and say,

Rainbows in Alabama photo
June 15, 2020 | Fiction

Rainbows in Alabama

Steve Comstock

"Six fine fish in that dirty pond! They're gonna die there anyway!" he told me. "They're gonna suffocate on all that mud."

Three Women I Almost Loved photo
June 12, 2020 | Fiction

Three Women I Almost Loved

Rebecca Fishow

She said: in my home, I want to feel at home. I want to feel as though I am swaddled in blanket, as though the walls pump food right to my gut. I water the plants, all seven or eight, some dying. I feed the cat

Composite Characters photo
June 10, 2020 | Fiction

Composite Characters

Erika Veurink

The first time I met Courtney, she told me she loved my ballet flats. We were wearing the same $14.99 shoes. She hated her curly hair and middle name and Democrats.

Things You Did After Your Best Friend Died Three Years photo
June 9, 2020 | Fiction

Things You Did After Your Best Friend Died Three Years

Mei Mei Sun

and two personal renaissances ago. You mourn for six weeks, then use her death to excuse all of your shortcomings for the rest of the year. One night, your body full of hunger and youth, you carve her

Lapsed Christian Stories photo
June 8, 2020 | Fiction

Lapsed Christian Stories

Kim Magowan

All my friends refer to my housemates as “the LCs,” short for the Lapsed Christians, because Bridget and Jeff met in Minnesota at some evangelist college where they started fucking and eventually got expelled. My friends find them fascinating.

Girly photo
June 5, 2020 | Fiction


Leslie Pietrzyk

His fullest attention. No one gets that. And here it is, steered onto me.

Holoceners photo
June 4, 2020 | Fiction


Kyle Kirshbom

1. Driving east on I-94 from 8:41 to 8:55 I saw brief glimpses of beauty.

Poopy photo
June 3, 2020 | Fiction


Nicky Gonzalez

Recently, my dreams have had subtitles. But they never match the words being spoken. For instance, in the dream I’ll say, “I’ve missed you,” and the subtitles will say I DO NOT WANT THE SALAD.

Kulshi Bekhir photo
June 1, 2020 | Fiction

Kulshi Bekhir

Kent Kosack

“Don’t flatter yourself,” I said, turning to the man in the seat beside me. Though he didn’t appear to speak English, he intuited my rejection. Loneliness, like love, is an international language.

Today on Dagobah, Ep. 5: "Art" photo
May 29, 2020 | Fiction

Today on Dagobah, Ep. 5: "Art"

Josh Sippie

The top of Yoda’s house looked like it had been splattered with molded yogurt. There was an allure to it. Like, had he intended to paint it this odd assortment of colors, he would be proud of it.

Moon Wishes photo
May 28, 2020 | Fiction

Moon Wishes

Flo Au

In her dance, Chang’e waves her sleeves to disperse the surrounding mist.

Nudes Story photo
May 27, 2020 | Fiction

Nudes Story

Sean Thor Conroe

He couldn’t yet do the thing he’d learned to, of establishing some authority by playfully, sweetly infantilizing her. By appealing to the equalizing, mutual infantilization of early love baby talk.

Final Exam photo
May 26, 2020 | Fiction

Final Exam

Amy Braziller


The Town Dump photo
May 25, 2020 | Fiction

The Town Dump

Sam Price

I was at a party, one of those parties where everyone is drinking heavily, like they are trying to accomplish something. Me, I was trying to calm my nerves. I don’t know what anyone else’s end goal

Friday Night photo
May 21, 2020 | Fiction

Friday Night

Cheryl Pappas

She took off her heavy fake fur coat and placed it on my new white Ikea chair in the corner.

Recent Books


Elle Nash

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

             - Kyle F. Williams, Full Stop Magazine



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

"Worsted sees the undeniable unicorn of the American sentence sprout pearlescent, fractally chiseled wings and take flight like Pegasus over the letters landscape."  --Big Bruiser Dope Boy


Her Lesser Work

Elizabeth Ellen

"Her Lesser Work is far and away my favorite of your books, and 'G.O.A.T' in particular is a blast of brilliance."

     -Garielle Lutz

"Um, is 'Plant Hospital' both the hottest story and the hottest piece of literary gossip of the decade?!"

     -Rebecca van Laer