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October 7, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Bud Smith

Red Teeth

Left work early to meet delivery peeps at my building. 100 weeks ago we ordered a couch. Tell ya, I've never seen two guys more pissed off to have to deliver a couch. It was like they

October 7, 2016 | Nonfiction

Hinterland Transmissions: Canadian Thanksgiving

Steve Anwyll

But if it's anything like years passed it'll boil down to something real simple. Start drinking as soon as the coffee is done. Bottles of beer and wine. We'll wrap ourselves up in blankets to stave off the cold. Too cheap to turn on the portable radiators we use to heat our place. Her parents will call. We'll feign sobriety. A hard thing to do at 10:00 a.m. with wine-stained lips.

October 6, 2016 | Fiction

Dreamcrasher

Agustín Lopez

I had never considered practicing polyamory, so when my girlfriend suggested it to me, I didn’t know what to say.

October 5, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Jackson Burgess

Outside

I keep finding myself loitering in the snow, watching strangers clink their glasses through the window's frosted glare. In my Midwest apartment I am always scrolling through photos of

October 4, 2016 | Fiction

Only Sunshine

Becky Mandelbaum

Her parents, Mary and Don, were overcome first by grief and then by caution: they purchased fire extinguishers and flame retardant blankets, put the fire department on speed dial and plugged the holes in the nursery wall with corks, so that the angry neighbors could not look in and make a spectacle of their only child. Julia was their everything

October 3, 2016 | Poetry

Five Poems

Elizabeth Cantwell

How Come No One On Twitter Is Talking About This

The eye   a camera humming across the top of the earth : cavern  
gully    ravine    gorge    Far below    a tiny man jumps into a tiny

October 2, 2016 |

The Fourth Date

TJ Murray

September 30, 2016 | Fiction

Teeth and Claws

Tabitha Laffernis

Some hours pass, and nobody has impressed her

September 29, 2016 | Fiction

Homonyms

Kieran Mundy

I didn’t say sorry, because it was hard to explain. Sorry I felt the way I did, absolutely. But not sorry I did it. I tried to make him understand.

September 28, 2016 | Fiction

A Very Small Forest Fire

Andrew Duncan Worthington

Before we entered the most raved about amusement park in the world, we went into the woods nearby . . . 

September 27, 2016 | Interview

Feeding the Statues Dynamite with Sean Kilpatrick

Nicholas Rys

I only want to read erased fucking.

September 26, 2016 | Fiction

The Peculiar Draw of Orange

Eric Dovigi

John’s hands are on the wheel, very still, and he’s looking straight ahead at the dark yellow lines of Route 66.

September 25, 2016 |

Mantras Literary Icons Say to the Mirror

Anthony Veasna So & Alex Torres

September 23, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Christina Svenson

i can tell what age he lost his virginity

September 23, 2016 | Poetry

Jacaranda

Ashley Opheim

I’m just going to give up on these capitalist dreams and buy my self some land and a goat. 

September 22, 2016 | Interview

Interview with Jade Sharma 

Michael Deagler

The Millennial aspect is important because, like many Millennials, its protagonist does not wear labels easily.

September 22, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Emily Corwin

just ugly things I don’t want to look at.

September 21, 2016 | Poetry

Leonard/Fergus/Clemenza/Herbert/ Barzini/Lord Baltimore (noun)

Sarah Destin

You mean to say, “hello” or “good morning,” but you know that, between us, that would be strangely inappropriate before our morning cup of coffee

September 21, 2016 | Fiction

Five Mile Line

Eric Cavazos

This story is a fresh take on the proverbial phrase: go the extra mile for someone else. 

September 20, 2016 | Fiction

There Is a Word for This

Ben Slotky

It starts like this, the saddest story I know does. It starts with me and it starts with my son.

September 20, 2016 | Poetry

Apocalyptic

AM Ringwalt

Nest of resin and surf wax among blood

September 19, 2016 | Poetry

Three Poems

William Torrey

“You’re damned if you do and damned if you won’t”

September 16, 2016 | Fiction

Jack Beauregard Divides His Time

Benjamin T. Miller

Jack Beauregard divides his time into zeroes and ones. He divides his time between mundane tasks and the question of whether he is worth loving. 

September 16, 2016 | Poetry

Five Poems

Yuan Changming

The ferry man asked, Where is its mom? I am his mother!

September 15, 2016 | Fiction

Two Daydrinking Stories

Bud Smith

We go to a bar for lunch that serves free candy.

September 14, 2016 |

Suicide Squad

Sean Kilpatrick

This D minus of a man

September 14, 2016 | Fiction

Boss

Bud Smith

I got a flat tire last month and my life spiraled out of control just a half mile from the rest stop.

September 13, 2016 | Poetry

If I Had to Lick Wounds

Parisa Thepmankorn

I am a hoarder trying to salvage pieces.

September 12, 2016 |

Don't Breathe

Sean Kilpatrick

Is it ok to bite the hand that feeds you if the food is mostly rubber?

September 12, 2016 | Fiction

Jared Machetes the Porch

Austin Hayden

Jared punches like dang. Gouges, arm-bars. Breaks windows at theme parties.