June 15, 2016 | Poetry
SEARCHING FOR PETCO
Skylar Moore
For three days, I drive the city in search of PetCo. Day one, I tell myself that PetCo will be easy
to find. I don't find PetCo. Day two, I use the GPS, but despite reading the
June 14, 2016 | Fiction
How To Fall In Love
Emily Lackey
Sign up for Match.com. You’ve heard it works. You’ve heard for one out of every three marriages, the couple meets online.
June 13, 2016 | Poetry
An Offertory, on a Small Court
Julia Dixon Evans
We turned off the game and drove to the mountains, a dead dog in the backseat
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.
On Not Going for a Beer
Hannah Dow
And she doesn’t know a word of German, except “bier.”
ATMOSPHERE
Philip Dinolfo
One day I came across an inverted map of the Western Hemisphere. Cape Horn was in Alaska's usual position. I felt very disturbed, like air was flooding into the space above North America and
Finding Your Place Via Place: an Interview with Zachary Tyler Vickers
Zachary Tyler Vickers & Pat Siebel
Likely I’ll fail to properly introduce Zachary Tyler Vickers’ debut, Congratulations on Your Martyrdom!, so I’ll make no fancy words about it: this collection of interconnected stories—comprised of
all gods & mysteries
Aran Donovan
love becoming, like an apple,
this requires time, starred
blossom, then summer, the attention
of bees, grown men
bow their heads, concentrating
on the national anthem
in stadiums
Elegy with arms folded
Alison Thumel
You've told me you feel like a bat.
What you don't mean is your wings.
Or the development of a reflex that draws your ears toward small sounds.
What you do mean is that you're
Lazy Wolf: The Series (pt. 8)
Alex Jiang
[Previously on... Part 7 :: Part 6 :: Part 5 :: Part 4 :: Part 3 :: Part 2 :: Part 1]
Lt. Pup is now teleporting back to a desolate Earth, where Cat kind is attacking the dogs with tactical
The Truth Always Wants to Be Told: My Struggle with My Struggle, Book 5
Andrew Bomback
After watching the TEDx Talk, I initially thought, “I wonder if everyone who watches that video will try to write a memoir.”
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.
three poems
Greg Zorko
brick
once in 2011
someone at a party
offered me rum
mixed with cough medicine
from a 1 liter plastic bottle of generic orange soda
i thought
this will make
Three Shorts
Rebekah Bergman
I saw myself on the Jumbotron. Locked eyes on my eyes looking elsewhere.
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.
The World Already Ended At Y2K
Michael Wasson
The computers will run an error the size of oceans howling crazy for the pale moon & will hurtle through our bodies to get there. My brother says the lights across the river will burn out.
Catch Up Over Drinks or Coffee
Lisa Locascio
It will be great to hear how you have been! Hope we can get to everything in the seven seconds I have allotted our interaction.
An Interview with Brian Evenson
Michael Deagler
I want as a reader to be transformed and thrown off balance by what I read, and I try to do that for my reader as well.
Three Clocks
Kristen Felicetti
The narrator of Ben Lerner’s 10:04 goes to see The Clock at Lincoln Center in New York. The Clock was at Lincoln Center from July 13, 2012 to August 1, 2012, but in the book’s acknowledgements, Lerner explains that time in the novel does not always correspond to time in the world. This creates a sort of magical New York where Occupy Wall Street, The Clock, and Hurricane Irene can all be happening practically at the same time.
I Am in Love with My Therapist
Katie Jean Shinkle
Whose hometown are we in in the dream? :: Do you hold my hand or do you disembowel me? Whose side are you on, anyway? :: My confession on this Sunday morning is: we are all human.
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.
Axl Rose and David Foster Wallace Fist Fight in Heaven, a Conversation with Juliet Escoria
Nicholas Rys
I’m pretty sure very few people fantasize about being burned at the stake, but I do think there’s something fantasy-like in a witch burning – putting a ‘dangerous’ woman in a submissive pose, publicly humiliating her, watching her scream and writhe as her clothes and then flesh burn away.
Lazy Wolf: The Series (pt. 7)
Alex Jiang
Hello, I'm the wise giraffe. Tell me how and why you came here.
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.




