March 13, 2020 | Fiction
They walked along the railroad somewhere in Atlanta on a cold and bitter night, the full moon above them like a yellow coin... more
March 12, 2020 | Nonfiction
I was 20 and I went around to have naked time with Matt.
Kimberly Ann Southwick
I dreamed my brother gave his dog to a friend in New York
who could better care for... more
I could never straighten my legs for a cartwheel and with roller skating, I could never move them right.
A Flash Book Review of ‘50 Barn Poems’ and Brief Interview with Zac Smith
Madison Smartt Bell
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Apart from all these violent... more
He was in love with his friend Faye, had known her since elementary school.
Despite your better judgement, you click on his profile and then on the most recent post: a picture of him smiling on a white slope with his arm wrapped around a remarkably average, yet still somehow traditionally hot (not pretty, just hot) snow bunny.