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August 24, 2023 | Fiction

On All Fours

Marc Tweed

The thing about Grandma is that she seems to show up unannounced and she doesn’t care about the substance of the prayers, just that they end in Amen.

August 23, 2023 | Fiction

The Losers of Tomorrow

Miranda

 I know Max is probably hard by the time we get to the overlook at the dam. He puts the car in park and tells me he mixed a cd, just for me, because I’m so special.

- I can’t believe this is

August 23, 2023 | Fiction

The Beer Run

Ivan Kenneally

As a young boy, I lived in the Bronx in the mid-1980s during a time when it was infamous for its squalor, a third-world dilapidation captured in movies like Martin Scorcese’s Taxi Driver. I remember

August 22, 2023 | Fiction

Gehenna

Chandler Morrison

The sleet has stopped but the cold is something unthinkable. It lends a deathly permanence to the still, heavy darkness. I stand shivering on the sidewalk and look up at the Hollywood sign. I try to

August 16, 2023 | Fiction

Everybody Hurts

Camille Sauers

The boys stood in the vacant lot outside the convenience store, which was closed today due to a special occasion. There was even a sign on the door. Armando was getting high again. Stew was quiet.

August 15, 2023 | Fiction

Friendly Advice

Gabrielle A.D.

He’s still rambling about my womanhood, my untapped, ethereal potential, when I reach for a tissue and blow his hot load out of my nostril.

August 11, 2023 | Fiction

Day One at the All-Inclusive

Carly Alaimo

Dolphins are too good for this world, I think, as I reluctantly, fearfully, kiss one on its domed rubbery mouth while someone snaps a picture.

August 10, 2023 | Fiction

Nanny

Hannah Walker Finnie

One day her daughter says to her mom, in front of you, that she wants to go to art school, just like you. And it is the first time you realize, her mom does not want her daughter to be like you.

August 9, 2023 | Fiction

The Invitation

Chris R. Morgan

Walking through the dense forestry of unrefrigerated 24- and 30-packs, Pete was in search of something that would stand out from the rest.

August 9, 2023 | Fiction

Freight Train

Naveen Rajan

He looks at me a little like how the alley cats look at the mice behind the house, but I don’t mind.

August 7, 2023 | Fiction

Familiar Angel

Shanti Escalante De Mattei

When the angel came I was young.

August 3, 2023 | Fiction

Touched

Devin Jacobsen

He had lost his virginity to nothing less than the beast of the swamp.

July 19, 2023 | Fiction

American Made

Anthony Gedell

The great neon calamity of his own life exhausts him.

 

July 19, 2023 | Fiction

Fat Girls

Shannon Waite

I’m not fat exactly, not fat like an orangutan or avocado, but I’m also not thin. Not thin  like those women on commercials, with bodies like Coke bottles – all dipped and smooth, tastin’  somethin’ like cherry. I’m lumpy like expired cottage cheese.

July 17, 2023 | Fiction

Parking Lots

Seth Gannon

The currency of self-loathing is everything you’ve ever said.

July 14, 2023 | Fiction

Taste of Cherry

Joshua Vigil

Did you know emus have two sets of eyelids? One for blinking, one for dust.

July 13, 2023 | Fiction

I Wanted To Be The Dog

Nicole Sellew

Everything’s fuzzing in every direction, the flowers and the water and the stars, and the pizza is impossibly good.

July 12, 2023 | Fiction

No Such Thing As Florida

Franklin Schneider

Everything would be fine, sort of, if she could close this deal.

July 10, 2023 | Fiction

Among the Visigoths

David Nutt

There is a strength of purpose, I suppose, a fortitude and integrity, in simply admitting yourself to be a malevolent presence skulking the dingy alleyways of your own life.

July 6, 2023 | Fiction

Sami

Ramou Sarr

Most of the conversations were boring. Too many back and forths with men she either found only mild to medium attractive or so peculiarly hot that they must be bots. Too many men relating her skin color to some sort of food item.

July 5, 2023 | Fiction

Train Station, Car Ride

Jake McCabe

He produces a handgun from under the seat, displays it, points it up toward the sunroof.

July 4, 2023 | Fiction

Filial, your father said

Cameron Darc

Right away we shared amphetamines. He fed them to me to keep me awake.

June 28, 2023 | Fiction

We Were Children Once

Chelsea Catherine

We were children once, but we aren’t anymore. At least, that’s what Magda says.

June 28, 2023 | Fiction

Excerpt from 'METH-DTF'

Shane Jesse Christmass

I tell him that next year I may hang myself—that’s the funny thing about life—you never know what it’s going to throw at you.

June 22, 2023 | Fiction

The Scene Will Turn You

Garth Miró

I like to hang out with models. Models, like Chip in Rent Boy, understand the “strange desires of men.” They live a life of the body.

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Pregaming Grief

Danielle Chelosky

Love is like a museum. You have to look around, experience things, and then leave.

Backwardness

Garielle Lutz

Garielle's longest, most peculiar, most particularized book. A sure-to-be collector's item. Delivery 4-6 weeks! 

Dear Nico: the Diary of Elizabeth Ellen (Nov, 2018-Feb, 2020)

Elizabeth Ellen

"Is this the actual diary you wrote at the time? The diary reads a lot like a novel, with its motifs of the murderess, the acupuncturist, etc."   -Garielle Lutz, author of Worsted and The Complete Gary Lutz