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January 9, 2017 | Nonfiction

Wild Unknown Country

Kait Heacock

Everything is cosmically predestined when you are stoned. She put off the trip as long as she could, eating three-day old pasta out of Tupperware. This is what they mean by mind-numbing. This is some strong shit.

December 14, 2016 | Nonfiction

Hinterland Transmissions: Visions of Sugar Plums

Steve Anwyll

I look across the street. I can see the bookstore. It’s right there. I think about kicking my way through the wall, making a sprint across the street. All before the marching band closing in comes stomping into view. Because after that I'm sunk. The flood gates will be open. And the entirety of the county's Christmas spirit will be let loose like a foul bowel movement from the asshole of a very old drunk. I decide against it.

December 1, 2016 | Nonfiction

All of Them Witches

Alex Ebel

The first seven years we dolled ourselves up as witches in black nylon and swampy grease paint.

November 22, 2016 | Nonfiction

Collection 

Chelsey Clammer

It’s time.

November 15, 2016 | Nonfiction

Huge Cheap Fake Meat

Amanda Goldblatt

My novel is my father, I am saying, and it too is the best art I could make but not the best art I will make. For I am 33 and my feminist Jungian therapist says often: the beginning of adulthood is forgiving your parents for their sundry errors.

November 10, 2016 | Nonfiction

Hinterland Transmissions: 2015 Was A Bad Year

Steve Anwyll

The next day I send the above photo to a friend in Michigan. She asks if I'm fine. And what the doctor recommended. My response is typed laughter. I tell her I've been taking it easy. Staying medicated. But the chance of seeing a doctor is slim. The hospitals are over run. She's a little surprised. It's contrary to what she's been told.

October 25, 2016 | Nonfiction

Alexander Hamilton: a review of George Washington by Adam Fitzgerald

Sam Farahmand

I am reading a poem called “George Washington” in a book of poems called George Washington in a bar called The Library in the Lower East Side of Manhattan where I am spending my last twelve dollars on four beers and my last four dollars on tipping the bartender because happy hour still hasn't started.

October 7, 2016 | Nonfiction

Hinterland Transmissions: Canadian Thanksgiving

Steve Anwyll

But if it's anything like years passed it'll boil down to something real simple. Start drinking as soon as the coffee is done. Bottles of beer and wine. We'll wrap ourselves up in blankets to stave off the cold. Too cheap to turn on the portable radiators we use to heat our place. Her parents will call. We'll feign sobriety. A hard thing to do at 10:00 a.m. with wine-stained lips.

August 31, 2016 | Nonfiction

Autocorrecting The Lyric I

Elizabeth Powell

I understand this. This is what made me psychic. This is what makes images arrive on the doorstep with a bindle over the shoulder made of red bandana. Each man is the last man.

August 22, 2016 | Nonfiction, Interview

An Interview With Christopher Boucher

Adam Novy

Christopher Boucher’s new novel, Golden Delicious (Melville House), is a kind of referendum on all we presently hold dear in fiction. Its emotional hold on the reader is very strong, but its avant-garde methods critique those special effects by explaining what they’re doing to your feelings while they do it, which somehow only makes the book more sad.

August 15, 2016 | Nonfiction

On Failing: Rocky Versus Rambo

Carmen Schober

I have a thing for droopy-eyed men.

August 4, 2016 | Nonfiction

Cloudburst

Jaya Wagle

I won’t apologize for trying to forget the days I spent with you, riding pillion on your Honda, inhaling Bombay’s foggy polluted streets, sitting on rickety wooden benches of hole-in-the-wall Indo-Chinese joints, slurping Szechwan noodles and sipping Tom Yum soup, strolling on Juhu’s wet sandy beaches, letting the ocean wash our feet.

July 11, 2016 | Nonfiction

Long Live the King 

Megan Kirby

A girl on my train is watching Kylie Jenner’s snapchat. I lean in and watch over her shoulder. I can't hear, but it doesn't really matter.

July 7, 2016 | Nonfiction

Artificial Ecstasy

Mila Jaroniec

I found out I was pregnant in the bathroom of a wine bar. 

June 29, 2016 | Nonfiction

What Is Not the Moon Will Only Make You Farther

Ali Rachel Pearl

I try to turn everything into a metaphor so I don’t have to face it straight on.

June 21, 2016 | Nonfiction

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Alexis Pope

Things to remember:

Ghost Deer, Ohio

Ray St. Ray

June 13, 2016 | Nonfiction

Daughter of Wands: Notes on Hilda Doolittle, Tarot, and the Spiritual Marketplace 

Rebecca van Laer

The walls, statues, and shrines of the New Orleans Historic Voodoo Museum are covered in offerings to the spirits—or loa—represented within. Plaques have pennies and dimes resting on their frames; there is a wishing stump filled with dollar bills. And there is lip-gloss everywhere.

June 3, 2016 | Nonfiction

Sleuth

Alex Ebel

There’s an episode of The Outer Limits where Alyssa Milano plays a college student that eats men whole with her vagina.

May 27, 2016 | Nonfiction

Everything in Order

Lori White

A fleet of pickup trucks and a white panel van have taken all the shady spots outside my parents’ house.

May 18, 2016 | Nonfiction

A Brief Family History

Sarah Kilch Gaffney

His first sensory seizures were like a passing light-headedness.

They stopped my mother’s heart four times.

May 13, 2016 | Nonfiction

Your Adventures Change

Chloe Caldwell

I definitely gained traction in my twenty-ninth year. At twenty-nine, my skin cleared up, I sold a book. But the biggest accomplishment for me was that I stopped working retail and made my money solely from writing and teaching writing.

May 10, 2016 | Nonfiction

Failure to Ignite; A Body at Rest

Sari Boren

For ten years, General Motors knew about faulty ignition switches in its cars but concealed this information.

May 3, 2016 | Nonfiction

Ripped Red Stitches

Dustin M. Hoffman

When I lived in Michigan, I ruined baseball. I recorded every Detroit Tigers game only to fast-forward between pitches, so I could get back to stacks of paper grading, so I could be as productive

April 27, 2016 | Nonfiction

Lineage

Tony Press

I was wearing my home-made Giants uniform, as I did every day that week, laboriously sewed by mom who was not enamored of sewing. 

April 15, 2016 | Nonfiction

Meeting Mickey

Theresa Corigliano

It is 5:30 in the morning. I am standing in the lobby of a midtown Manhattan hotel, judging the distance between me and a planter because I am pretty sure I am going to throw up.  My stomach is in

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