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Angels photo
February 16, 2018 | Fiction

Angels

Shane Page

Weird day at work. Serving at Maria’s, couple walked up to me, looked like they’d been crying, gave me one hundred dollars. Five twenties. 

Damage photo
February 15, 2018 | Fiction

Damage

Jeff Newman

My son is obsessed with points.

Alptraum photo
February 13, 2018 | Fiction

Alptraum

Luke Whisnant

We were clowns playing death metal. That was our gimmick: whiteface makeup, red rubber ball noses, rainbow-colored wigs. We called... more

For The People In The Back photo
February 12, 2018 | Fiction

For The People In The Back

James Figy

Due to a clerical error, 265 students registered for my English 101 course. 

Mouth Open Wide photo
February 8, 2018 | Fiction

Mouth Open Wide

Denise Tolan

First, he ARRIVED – like the swans at Capistrano, or aliens in the desert, or, more likely, a flaming dessert. “Who... more

An Open Letter to the Guy Who Asked Me for Directions photo
February 7, 2018 | Fiction

An Open Letter to the Guy Who Asked Me for Directions

Stephanie Grossman

You don't know it yet, but I gave you bad directions, and now I can't find you. For this, I am truly, truly sorry.

Dear Liza, In What Shall We Carry The Stone? photo
February 6, 2018 | Fiction

Dear Liza, In What Shall We Carry The Stone?

Tyler Barton

We’re all going to be late, for everything, and the people we keep waiting will add this to their mental list of evidence that we are not careful or observant or accountable.

Two Stories photo
February 2, 2018 | Fiction

Two Stories

Sean Ennis

After thirty days in rehab, you are “coined out.”

2 Stories photo
February 1, 2018 | Fiction

2 Stories

Darla Mottram

Dress Code I’ve got this friend who’s passionate about dress codes. Her name is Sharon. Most of the jobs I’ve... more

Devils Tower photo
January 31, 2018 | Fiction

Devils Tower

Elizabeth Ellen

When I stay over at Amelia’s there is a poster of Devils Tower over her bed and we trace the volcanic neck with our fingertips instead of sleeping. I give Amelia a Xanax and floss between each of her teeth.

This is abstract and so entirely without utility, but I’ll note it anyway photo
January 30, 2018 | Fiction

This is abstract and so entirely without utility, but I’ll note it anyway

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texas was underwater, florida had been evacuated, and the eagle creek blaze—started by fireworks in September of the hottest Summer on record—filled the skies for hundreds of miles with the forest’s ashes.

SWEET BEGONIAS photo
January 29, 2018 | Fiction

SWEET BEGONIAS

Anne K. Yoder

A sister in place of a father wasn’t an exchange. I’d had twelve years with a father and none with a sister, and I’d preferred it that way.

Love Letter photo
January 26, 2018 | Fiction

Love Letter

Kristin Bonilla

I don’t know about heaven, but I hope I find it in these seagrass hills. When I die, I will float here and haunt the abandoned dairy. 

Foe in the Kitchen photo
January 25, 2018 | Fiction

Foe in the Kitchen

Gina Zucker

I protested with my body, such as it was. I felt the need to explain. “I’m staging a protest.” I fluttered hard. The foe smelled of gas.

The Suitcase photo
January 18, 2018 | Fiction

The Suitcase

Helen Hofling

It’s enough just to know that they’re out there. .

Dance! photo
January 17, 2018 | Fiction

Dance!

Genevieve Hudson

People became a mob and the mob circled her, gnashed their teeth and lashed their arms as if to say, Dance! Dance! Dance! They wanted a concert! Another song! Dance, Connie, dance!

The Demise of Fragaria Ananassa photo
January 15, 2018 | Fiction

The Demise of Fragaria Ananassa

Danielle Lea Buchanan

Tongue hasn’t left its .276 square foot efficiency studio apartment in three weeks. To discourage visitors due... more

2 Stories photo
January 12, 2018 | Fiction

2 Stories

Carla Diaz

There Never Was a Mainland We burned fast that summer. The boats had stopped coming. The water kept us there. That’s the thing... more

Bio-Baby photo
January 11, 2018 | Fiction

Bio-Baby

Melissa Ragsly

In the bag the child swam and twirled and stopped long enough to meet the eyes of the camera. 

Melon photo
January 9, 2018 | Fiction

Melon

Kieran Mundy

My sheets got dripped on. We didn’t finish all of it. I fell asleep with the taste of it dried around my lips. Sweet, for a little.

 
Night photo
January 3, 2018 | Fiction

Night

Hugo dos Santos

On November 13, 2012, Hugo Dos Santos awoke shortly after 1 am with an urgent need to urinate. He got up from bed and took two steps out into... more

The Makeover photo
December 28, 2017 | Fiction

The Makeover

Janelle Greco

It usually happens after dessert, when my sister is scraping the birthday cake frosting into the garbage or covering the holiday pie... more

Sun, Miles Away photo
December 27, 2017 | Fiction

Sun, Miles Away

Stephen Thomas

The sun is a dwarf star 93 million miles away. The Michael Lee-Chin Crystal, a spiky glass appendage that sprouts out of the Royal Ontario Museum’s original brick in downtown Toronto, was unveiled on August 5, 2007. 

Tampopo photo
December 26, 2017 | Fiction

Tampopo

Kris Hartrum

It was getting dark outside as me and Naoki walked down the paved footpath of my West Shinjuku neighborhood to the subway. It was rainy, and... more

The Virgin Mary photo
December 22, 2017 | Fiction

The Virgin Mary

Adesuwa Agbonile

It doesn’t make the sound that you think it would make. I mean, I figured it would be loud, or top-heavy. But it sounded like... more

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Elizabeth Ellen

Elizabeth Ellen

A 400-page collection of poems in fours sections: Nicki Minaj Songs, Bob Dylan Songs, Elliott Smith Songs, and 90s Riot Grrrls Songs.

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Legs Get Led Astray

Chloe Caldwell

FOUR NEW ESSAYS BY CHLOE CALDWELL! Plus the original essays that made you fall in love with Chloe!

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Dualities

Jason Phoebe Rusch

Jason Phoebe Rusch is a queer writer from the Chicago suburbs. His full-length debut Dualities explores gender and patriarchy from the perspective of a man who was socialized and is currently still read as a woman. He is interested in complication and nuance and messy human failing, his own and that of others.