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Three Poems photo
November 30, 2016 | Poetry

Three Poems

Karl Schroeder

I'm going to abandon everything / after this poem 

Wow and Flutter #5: A1A photo
November 29, 2016 | Wow and Flutter

Wow and Flutter #5: A1A

Tyler Koshakow

By the time Zoe and I started down the Overseas Highway, we had been living a nomadic lifestyle out of our 1995 Corolla for nearly four months. 

Comeuppance for the Good Old Boys at the El Club Scorpion photo
November 29, 2016 | Poetry

Comeuppance for the Good Old Boys at the El Club Scorpion

John Patrick McShea

Had a dream he was chained to a mountain while a buzzard ate his liver.

Election photo
November 28, 2016 | Poetry

Election

Elizabeth Ellen

“I’m just excited that my first time voting in a presidential election was for a woman,” my daughter said

“yeah,” I said

“that’s so exciting,” I said

Balkanization photo
November 28, 2016 | Poetry

Balkanization

William Repass

What dispossessed me sat erect beside the checked quilt in fishnets.

The Face of Business photo
November 27, 2016 | Sunday Comics

The Face of Business

Anthony Veasna So

Naming What We Know photo
November 25, 2016 | Fiction

Naming What We Know

Jordan Castro

Violette moved away from Calvin toward a group of rhododendrons.

Calvin felt calm.

He thought about God.

Three Poems photo
November 25, 2016 | Poetry

Three Poems

Sara Biggs Chaney

& no I'm still not thirsty / although i find myself / thinking too frequently / about jagerbombs

Peephole photo
November 24, 2016 | Fiction

Peephole

Melissa Moorer

I didn’t ask why you spent all that time and energy making a hole with all the wrong tools instead of calling the landlord. 

Dog Eat Dog / Black Mirror photo
November 23, 2016 | movie reviews

Dog Eat Dog / Black Mirror

Sean Kilpatrick

Writers are running out of good guy badges. Virtue signaling shame ponies and other cultural nyet.

Echidna Speed Dating photo
November 23, 2016 | Poetry

Echidna Speed Dating

Yael Massen

I got my dad’s big nose and people make fun of me for it.

Five Poems photo
November 22, 2016 | Poetry

Five Poems

Davy Knittle

[victory lobe]    tiny towns or a dog could keep me pleased   for six months, then I’d wear felt... more

Collection  photo
November 22, 2016 | Nonfiction

Collection 

Chelsey Clammer

It’s time.

Solomon in the Dark photo
November 21, 2016 | Poetry

Solomon in the Dark

Elijah Matthew Tubbs

Because anytime is the right time for a haiku.

Kiss Kiss photo
November 21, 2016 | Fiction

Kiss Kiss

Aimee Mepham

The Hungarian brings flowers to break up with me. I can see him through the window as he takes them from the trunk of his car in the Starbucks parking lot. 

I Need Your Boat photo
November 20, 2016 | Sunday Comics

I Need Your Boat

John Peacock

  See John's last Adventure Comic, "The Lucky Texan," here!  

Odyssey photo
November 18, 2016 | Poetry

Odyssey

Demond Blake

I usually distance myself from someone after i’m physical with them.

Custody photo
November 18, 2016 | Fiction

Custody

Lilly Schneider

Skateboarders have to be tough. It’s not if you’ll get hurt but when, not if it will be bad but if it will be bad enough to keep you off the board.

Three Fictions photo
November 17, 2016 | Fiction

Three Fictions

Shannon McLeod

I sent a text to my father, telling him I saw three coyotes. My father is an admirer of the natural world. I sent another text about a nearby house that had been abandoned. I'd noticed the word “SATAN” scrawled across the front door with blue paint that morning.

Ted Bundy Watches the Rose Bowl Between the Washington Huskies and the Michigan Wolverines in Early 1978, Eleven Years Before He Was Put to Death  photo
November 17, 2016 | Fiction

Ted Bundy Watches the Rose Bowl Between the Washington Huskies and the Michigan Wolverines in Early 1978, Eleven Years Before He Was Put to Death 

Sam Price

Ted had started the holidays in Aspen. Well, in the jail in Aspen, awaiting trial for a murder he’d committed in Snowmass.

Trash Fire photo
November 16, 2016 | movie reviews

Trash Fire

Sean Kilpatrick

It's the kind of world that makes you vomit well into sobriety.

Fear Of Biting Apples photo
November 16, 2016 | Fiction

Fear Of Biting Apples

Larry Silberfein

In the dark we weren’t afraid to show our ugly selves. We admitted we loathed giving up our seats to old people and the pregnant. Don’t you just hate reading?  We both said at the same time. 

Huge Cheap Fake Meat photo
November 15, 2016 | Nonfiction

Huge Cheap Fake Meat

Amanda Goldblatt

My novel is my father, I am saying, and it too is the best art I could make but not the best art I will make. For I am 33 and my feminist Jungian therapist says often: the beginning of adulthood is forgiving your parents for their sundry errors.

Telepathy photo
November 15, 2016 | Fiction

Telepathy

Adrienne Parker

Halfway through Pilates class, the teacher decided to use telepathy. She said she was sick of the sound of her voice, always repeating the same cues. 

This Mens Room Is Not For Everyone photo
November 14, 2016 | Fiction

This Mens Room Is Not For Everyone

J.L. Montavon

We left after midnight. We entered the forest, dark and green all around us, hundreds of miles deep.  Woven together in the little cocoon of our car, our world was as large as the headlight beams in the dark forest.

Understand, I Wasn't Always This Way photo
November 14, 2016 | Poetry

Understand, I Wasn't Always This Way

Taylor Collier

Understand, neurotic perfectionists are mostly calculated

Beam of Light photo
November 11, 2016 | Fiction

Beam of Light

Brian Allen Carr

For four days in 1997 I was a beam of light. Fuck off if you don’t believe me: I lit shit up. Daniel Ladinsky says Hafiz says, “The oil in the lamp the sun burns come from forests you once were, from rich deposits you left [behind],” but he was probably speaking metaphorically. 

Mall of America photo
November 11, 2016 | Poetry

Mall of America

Francesca Kritikos

 
 
Hinterland Transmissions: 2015 Was A Bad Year photo
November 10, 2016 | Nonfiction

Hinterland Transmissions: 2015 Was A Bad Year

Steve Anwyll

The next day I send the above photo to a friend in Michigan. She asks if I'm fine. And what the doctor recommended. My response is typed laughter. I tell her I've been taking it easy. Staying medicated. But the chance of seeing a doctor is slim. The hospitals are over run. She's a little surprised. It's contrary to what she's been told.

Bestiary photo
November 10, 2016 | Fiction

Bestiary

L.M. Davenport

If you require more of your ferret than simple love and affection, our staff of specialized trainers will provide you with an ATTACK FERRET for your security.