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July 9, 2013 | Fiction

The Painter's Arm

Eliza Smith

My boyfriend cut off my arm while I slept. He had thought the whole thing through months in advance, he told me the next morning.

The Painter's Arm photo
The Part Where Bull Scours His Room for Bugs photo

July 8, 2013 | Fiction

The Part Where Bull Scours His Room for Bugs

Diego Báez

He slides an open palm up and down wallpaper that appears to depict horsemen and battalions in battle. He presses an ear to it. He tilts a framed print of Caravaggio’s Holofernes away from the wall.

Guest Host photo

July 8, 2013 | Poetry

Guest Host

Diya Chaudhuri

George Strait’s in this poem now, he’s meddling
with everything.  He’s reading words
with the wrong inflections, making me older
than I know how to be. He wants Texas in here;
[defend

That Old and Good and Old Timey Good New England Butter photo

July 5, 2013 | Poetry

That Old and Good and Old Timey Good New England Butter

Sean Kilpatrick

 

Remember being mammalian in the friar patch?

Remember your best reserve for slattern hells?

Remember being mammalian?

This gizmo stuck in my fuss like a picnic,