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Why the Smell of Coffee Makes You Retch photo
May 27, 2021 | Nonfiction

Why the Smell of Coffee Makes You Retch

Fiona McPhillips

Because you are ten, pink skin streaked with freckles and sunscreen, sea salt on your lips as you run your tongue around your ice-cream, and a man with a grey wire moustache puts his hand on your leg and asks your mum when he can marry you, and the sand of his handprint sticks to your skin no matter how hard and raw you scrub it.

If You Were A Tasmanian Devil photo
May 25, 2021 | Nonfiction

If You Were A Tasmanian Devil

Erin Schallmoser

Tasmanian devils (yes they are real animals) give birth to about 40 babies at a time but they only have four teats and so what that means is that the first four babies that make it to those four teats are the only ones that survive and do you know what happens next?

The End of Small Talk photo
May 23, 2021 | fucked up modern love essays

The End of Small Talk

Kelsey Swintek

 

Tim tells me that broke up is strong language to use. I wonder how he would describe our ending. Broke up implies an entity to be broken, but we never made it that far. I still don't know what we

The Foreign Zoo: Tour(s)ing in Place photo
May 21, 2021 | Nonfiction

The Foreign Zoo: Tour(s)ing in Place

Richard Holinger

Our return to campus one evening to discover spray-painted in black on the university’s entrance wall, “ICI ZOO ETRANGER” (HERE IS THE FOREIGN ZOO).

In Bristol photo
May 19, 2021 | Nonfiction

In Bristol

Mary Portser

Conscious of your eyes on me, but unwilling to let you derail my mission, I whispered to myself, “You’ve ungently, Brutus…”

Seven Years photo
May 18, 2021 | Nonfiction

Seven Years

Brecca Smith

We go from ecstatic to great to good to therapy. I go to bed numb and wake up furious. I leave you for the couch every night. Is year seven always like this? When Marilyn Monroe makes a movie about

Proud Flesh photo
May 17, 2021 | Nonfiction

Proud Flesh

Hannah Rose Neuhauser

At bedtime as a child, I once asked my mother which of us would die first. She explained to me that mothers are supposed to die before their children.

Why Are You Doing This To Me photo
May 16, 2021 | fucked up modern love essays

Why Are You Doing This To Me

Paulina Pinsky

I was with a Serbian who said, “Tonight is about your pleasure,” so I was doing great.

The Great Conjunction photo
May 13, 2021 | Nonfiction

The Great Conjunction

Leone Brander

It is December 21, 2020, the night of the Great Conjunction. For the first time since the 1600s, Jupiter and Saturn will be the closest to each other they’ve ever been. NASA says you’ll be able to

Dive Bar Theophany photo
May 11, 2021 | Nonfiction

Dive Bar Theophany

Natalie Rowland

To the left of the counter stands a dead rat on its hind legs, taxidermied, with one front paw extended and one middle finger raised. An insult that looks like benediction. A pair of antlers sit atop

Would You Still Like Me If photo
May 9, 2021 | fucked up modern love essays

Would You Still Like Me If

Delia Rainey

I’ve been trying to find this quote by Chris Kraus from Aliens & Anorexia I think, but the quote is nowhere in my notebooks, even though I remember writing it down obsessively.

Of Flakes, Dogcakes, and Dinosaurs photo
May 7, 2021 | Nonfiction

Of Flakes, Dogcakes, and Dinosaurs

Julie Benesh

Flakes

In the 1970s, every grocery in my Midwestern town sells tall quarts of buttermilk. My mom uses it for pancakes, and I also drink it with salt and pepper. Once I serve it to myself so salty

Blue Note photo
May 5, 2021 | Nonfiction

Blue Note

Priscilla Long

Many languages did not and some still do not include the color word blue. Color words tend to enter languages in the order of black and white (or dark and light), and next red, and next green and yellow, colors that often share one and only one word, and finally blue.

The Wizard of Me photo
May 3, 2021 | Nonfiction

The Wizard of Me

Joanna Franklin Bell

Lions and tigers and bears, oh my—when the three of us were together I wondered if I should be the tiger. But I did not feel tigerish by any metaphor. I was not sleek.

He tells me Bob Ross was in the war in Vietnam photo
May 2, 2021 | fucked up modern love essays

He tells me Bob Ross was in the war in Vietnam

Danielle Chelosky

The night before Easter he ties his belt around my neck and gives it to me to hold.

Bonding at Home Base photo
April 30, 2021 | BASEBALL, Nonfiction

Bonding at Home Base

Sally Simon

Come late spring, my dad turned into a man I didn’t recognize. Normally a quiet man who spent his free hours taking a nap on the couch, he morphed into a talkative baseball fanatic. The Philadelphia

The Field photo
April 26, 2021 | BASEBALL, Nonfiction

The Field

Maureen Mancini Amaturo

Just ahead is the familiar field, a diamond with rounded corners. I walk up with head down, anticipating that time will drag its feet while I sit and wish I could be attending to other things. But

Only in a Dystopia Could The Bachelor Exist: Matt James Edition photo
April 25, 2021 | fucked up modern love essays

Only in a Dystopia Could The Bachelor Exist: Matt James Edition

Victor Glass

He was black, handsome, and nonthreatening, so white people loved him.

A Favor for The Dude photo
April 22, 2021 | BASEBALL, Nonfiction

A Favor for The Dude

Mike Andrelczyk

My brother and I were standing outside of the 30th street station in Philadelphia.

I forget how old we were but we were old enough that our mom let us take the train alone from Lancaster to

You’re Always In Such A Hurry photo
April 18, 2021 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

You’re Always In Such A Hurry

Jenna Putnam

The boys are back together and everyone's in town except it's desolate and nobody gives a damn

Writing Is Just Shitting photo
April 11, 2021 | fucked up modern love essays

Writing Is Just Shitting

Julie Chen

you have probably peed with everyone you’ve ever loved, including the woman you do right now

Lessons in Manhood photo
April 9, 2021 | BASEBALL, Nonfiction

Lessons in Manhood

Minna Dubin

My husband Paul and I are drinking beers and eating hot dogs at the baseball stadium in San Francisco. It’s even a little boring, and I have my back to the field for a while so can I face my friends

B & W TV photo
April 8, 2021 | BASEBALL, Nonfiction

B & W TV

Susan Parker

In 1949 we had viewed television for three years on a 12” screen. It inhabited a large wooden box with doors that pulled out and covered the picture tube when not in use. For the most part in those

Take Me Out But Bring Me Back, Too by Rachel Mans McKenny photo
April 7, 2021 | BASEBALL, Nonfiction

Take Me Out But Bring Me Back, Too by Rachel Mans McKenny

Rachel Mans McKenny

We were on vacation in Kansas City. Knowing I had never been to a major league game, my in-laws got my husband and me tickets to the Royals while they agreed to stay back at the hotel room with our

The Ocean is so Glad you're not Seventeen Again photo
April 4, 2021 | fucked up modern love essays

The Ocean is so Glad you're not Seventeen Again

Arah McManamna

When he drops you off at home you realize the soles of your feet are covered in tar.

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.