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December 31, 2018 | Nonfiction

In the Kingdom of Heaven and Mom Blogs

Hanna Brooks Olsen

A Godly woman has to make a living, after all.

December 31, 2018 | Poetry

Happy New Year

Emily Alexander

I tried to look / like I was looking for someone above...

December 30, 2018 | Nonfiction

No One Asks the Harpy

Erin Lynch

My friend told me, it’s just about you needing control. I did not respond when she said this. Considering nothing is just about anything.

December 28, 2018 | Poetry

Two Poems

Josh Gaines & Ben Clark

"We argue about whether we should be more frightened" and "I tried to lose myself once"

December 27, 2018 | Fiction

Two

C. Allen Harrison

I took a ferry there with Babas—I was calling her Babas—she was calling me Clod I think.

December 26, 2018 | Fiction

Lacunae 

Nathan Dragon

That this was the case for him. 

December 25, 2018 | Fiction

Gauchos

Joseph Grantham

He writes a bad poem and it’s a love poem and it’s for her and he sits down on the floor and then he stands up and goes into the kitchen and opens the refrigerator door and sees that there’s an apple in the bottom drawer.

December 24, 2018 | Fiction

Sharp Cheddar with Dijon on Rye

Christina Craigo

He watched the door, and saw that it wanted to open.

December 21, 2018 | Poetry

Arts and Crafts

Rachel Tramonte

Today I bought blue yarn and brand-new silver nails...

December 21, 2018 | Fiction

Climate and Human Activity: An Excerpt

Kayla Blatchley

She had grown up and now lived in a cold climate that encouraged looking down.

December 20, 2018 | Fiction

Today on Dagobah, Ep. 1: "The Landing"

Josh Sippie

Yoda sat atop the wreckage of his escape pod, still creaking from skidding into the murky swamp hours prior

December 20, 2018 | Nonfiction

In the Big, Big House

Hank Stephenson

Please God forgive me. Please God forgive me.

December 19, 2018 | Fiction

Ant Lifeboat

Annie Woods

The day my brother died, my mom ran naked in the street.

December 18, 2018 |

Miami

Zoe Contros Kearl

You’re in Miami and you're driving under the banyans and the palms and you're heading away from the tennis courts by the water and you're looking at the sky above the parkway and you're heading home and sometimes it feels like you'll always be in Miami.

December 17, 2018 | Poetry

Two Poems

Aaron Smith

"Blooper Reel" and "A History of Sex"

December 17, 2018 | Fiction

After We Left

Michael Cuglietta

The guy at the hardware store convinced me to buy a bag of concrete mix.

December 15, 2018 | Fiction

Hard To Know

Sophie McCreesh

I remember playing some songs at four in the morning and asking if you liked them. What the songs sounded like doesn’t matter now. I only knew a little about songs back then but I know a bit more

December 14, 2018 |

Hinterland Transmissions: Tackling Homelessness

Steve Anwyll

The bum drags himself off the floor. Then comes on nice. Real buddy buddy shit.

December 14, 2018 | Fiction

Excerpt from The Old Colonialists

Sam Michel

A few of the Greater Mosquitoes jogged by with their boards across the flats, all chest and teeth and bleach-brown hair and headed joyous to the break.  They ran full on down the slope, stepped high

December 13, 2018 | Nonfiction

Risk Mitigation at the Dawn of My Conceivable Extinction

Paulette Perhach

While the atmosphere pumps steroids into hurricanes, let me feel the Ecuadorian sun on my face.

December 13, 2018 | Poetry

Two Poems

Rainie Oet

"Wild Seeds of Plums" and "Old Name"

December 12, 2018 | Fiction

Through the Wall

Harris Lahti

It’s weird at first. The tenants through the wall. Inhabiting what used to be one-half of their home. The clanging pots and toilet flushes, heavy footsteps. The second truck in the driveway beside

December 11, 2018 | Nonfiction

That Night

Annette Covrigaru

“Hide the Tzahal patch,” he warned before seeing me off.

December 11, 2018 |

Witness

Matt Whelihan

And while I could mythologize those years as a win for self-actualization—I did start that band—it was also a time of anxiety and frustration. 

December 11, 2018 | Fiction

Two Stories

Fiona Foster

Trigger

Up north she took her daughter for a walk to see the woods. Their host’s big yellow dog came along. The snow was deep. The dog was off and ranging. She crept under a fir tree and showed her

December 10, 2018 | Poetry

Two Poems

Elliott Sky Case

"Nereid, Compromised" and "Day One"

December 10, 2018 | Fiction

The Dormitory 

Rob Walsh

At midnight there was a knock on our door, and though our hallmates often knocked at this hour

December 7, 2018 | Fiction

  THE JUNGLE BURIED IN REFLECTED LIGHT IS CALLING TO YOU

Jason Reed-Mundell

The film was a Disney re-release, full of rollicking creatures with wide-flung arms emitting human sounds through smiles that hummed and flickered like radio speakers.  Blake was too drunk to follow what was going on, but he ate his popcorn and drifted in and out of sleep, and the things were laughing and singing to him. 

December 7, 2018 | Poetry

Two Poems

Chris Campanioni

"Give Us the Runway & We Will Lift the World" and "Instructions in the Event of an Emergency"

December 6, 2018 | Fiction

The Ring (excerpt from Bengal Lights)

Kirk Michael

We stepped into a washroom and I looked longer at the ring on her finger. “It’s just for starters.” She opened the tap of the industrial sink and drank sideways, water slipping down her chin. She