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Remedy: A Partial Account of Medicines photo
October 8, 2020 | Nonfiction

Remedy: A Partial Account of Medicines

Rachel Mindell

Letrozole (2.5mg)

Pharmacists are torn over which tone to take with me, Letrozole being used primarily to treat breast cancer in post-menopausal women after surgery. In Google summary, a

Black Lab photo
October 7, 2020 | Nonfiction

Black Lab

Laura Scalzo

The kids found a small skeleton, a squirrel or a baby raccoon, bleached white by winter. Where’d it go? Why is Scout coughing? You had to be careful, a roasted chicken on the counter, a freshly

Field Trip photo
October 6, 2020 | Nonfiction

Field Trip

Paul Crenshaw

Once, when I accompanied my daughter and her 3rd grade class on a school field trip, one of the other fathers shit his pants. I’m not sure when it occurred, but by the time we reached the second

I Saw Jim Jarmusch Yesterday photo
October 4, 2020 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

I Saw Jim Jarmusch Yesterday

Ali Motamedi

I saw Jim Jarmusch yesterday.

My First Talent Crush photo
October 3, 2020 | My First...

My First Talent Crush

Alyson Shelton

We were standing in the wings of the theater. Wait, scratch that, it was a black box theater. We were standing off to the side of a taped off area on the floor. A lot less poetic, but true. He began

Crawdad Hunters photo
October 1, 2020 | Nonfiction

Crawdad Hunters

Jacey de la Torre

Jilly and I fought a lot when we were kids. When other folks tell me they never fought with their siblings, I think about all the circumstances in their childhood that would have made that a remotely

Pufferfish: Love in the Deep Blue photo
September 28, 2020 | Nonfiction

Pufferfish: Love in the Deep Blue

Serena Alagappan

I sometimes wish we were pufferfish. There are the general perks of being a marine creature: silky filament gills that gulp oxygen from water, flippers to whirl through the waves, eyes that open in

JFK photo
September 27, 2020 | fucked up modern love essays

JFK

Zoe Underhill

This diner has been here since 1949 but I am sure that no one has ever looked as beautiful as you do sitting on these red vinyl seats. 

Mountain Pies photo
September 24, 2020 | Nonfiction

Mountain Pies

Andrea Laurion

Jessica never sold more than a dozen boxes of Girl Scout cookies but she got first place in the troop bake-off every year. She was nicer than Holly who was nicer than Samantha who was nicer than

SB"F" 4 bird photo
September 20, 2020 | fucked up modern love essays

SB"F" 4 bird

Mukethe Kawinzi

 




 

FARMHAND LONGS FOR LOVE FROM ABOVE

 

Thought regaling twilight with porch-grown ukulele melodies would suffice to lure somefowl over but since experience

Good with Dogs photo
September 17, 2020 | Nonfiction

Good with Dogs

Rose McMackin

I slept with Sam in my bed when he was still a puppy, even though this is supposed to be a bad way to train a dog. He woke me up sometimes in those early months when he was never tired and always

What You Crave photo
September 15, 2020 | Nonfiction

What You Crave

Gwen Niekamp

My parents, three hours into their marriage, ate sliders and crinkle fries. It was the summer of 1987, an Original Slider cost just 30 cents (today, one’ll run you $0.72), and there was a White Castle

My Love Affair With The Dead photo
September 13, 2020 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

My Love Affair With The Dead

Joyce Hayden

About two weeks into the Coronavirus Quarantine, I began noticing some odd behaviors.

Titanic: Adventure Out of Time photo
September 10, 2020 | Games of My Youth

Titanic: Adventure Out of Time

Tabitha Blankenbiller

I wandered the recreated Titanic dozens of times during my middle school summer of 1998, hiding from the heat and shitty neighborhood kids by camping in front of our family’s PC. TITANIC: ADVENTURE

Throwback photo
September 6, 2020 | fucked up modern love essays

Throwback

Nora Lange

All the Lovesick attendees were gathered outside to listen to the event’s MC, but he was struggling to figure out how to turn on his mic.

A Man's Leg photo
September 3, 2020 | Nonfiction

A Man's Leg

Dev Murphy

I caught a glimpse of a man’s leg, narrow but with glances of plumpness, the soft hairy shin, down to the inside of the bony foot, tapering into toes, and I was assaulted by a memory of you and your

My Love Don’t Cost A Thing photo
August 30, 2020 | fucked up modern love essays

My Love Don’t Cost A Thing

Elizabeth Brooks

The night before the Super Bowl, we were drunk in Miami after hours of non-stop tequila Sprites.

It’s Day Sixteen and I’m Googling Victor Buono photo
August 28, 2020 | Nonfiction

It’s Day Sixteen and I’m Googling Victor Buono

Meghan Louise Wagner

Victor Buono played King Tut in the 1960’s Batman show. He waddled in gold and red robes, his campy lisp at full-tilt. His voice warbled from his gut. He also played the Boston Strangler, a fat man in

American Money photo
August 27, 2020 | Nonfiction

American Money

Lynne Beckenstein

The circular is peppered with the “free” of Buy One Get One Free, as opposed to the “free” that is both propaganda and sacred text. I know, in total, the Arabic for peach, name, gesundheit, and thank you.

Left Turns Cause More Deaths photo
August 26, 2020 | Nonfiction

Left Turns Cause More Deaths

Kathryn Wohlpart

im always in the wrong lane

Revirgination photo
August 23, 2020 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

Revirgination

Greg Marshall

Medical professionals are careful to point out that cerebral palsy itself doesn’t inhibit sexual desire or function, though studies show that most young adults with CP report physical problems related to sexual contact.

An Honest & Complete Dating Profile photo
August 20, 2020 | Nonfiction

An Honest & Complete Dating Profile

Amie Whittemore

She never sticks around for harvest (though she convinced you to plant rosemary, lavender, zinnias, to think of time as a full moon, as a thrush’s song), you’ll say, but O the planting season. The spry seedlings at the start.

My Magic Pussy photo
August 16, 2020 | fucked up modern love essays

My Magic Pussy

Elizabeth Teets

My almost-ex was freaking out in the way only men with egos can.

Dream Husband photo
August 13, 2020 | Nonfiction

Dream Husband

Melissa Stephenson

Always, I am navigating some half-abandoned landscape— part future, part past. Whenever I have a companion, it is my ex husband—the man who, after our divorce seven years ago, moved states away, leaving me to raise our kids mostly solo. On this particular morning, it finally occurs to me that these dreams may not be normal.

To Know Nothing of Rifles photo
August 11, 2020 | Nonfiction

To Know Nothing of Rifles

Caitlin Feldman

It doesn’t sit right anymore, so neither does he. But in the Brooklyn neighborhood where my mom grew up, he’d walk on his hands for an audience of Irish-Catholic children. Older now than he was then, they’re still in awe. 

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

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.

Her Lesser Work

Elizabeth Ellen

"[Her Lesser Work] is a collection of mordant and formally inventive stories circling themes of, let’s say, desire and escape within repressive structures."

      -Walker Caplan, Literary Hub