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September 14, 2019 | My First...

My First Car: A Melted Ford Explorer

Cordelia Wilks

By the time the keys were in my eager teenaged hand, this car had been through some shit. Even ignoring the holes burned into the driver’s-side door, the missing half of the left side mirror, and the warped, discolored metal down the rest of the vehicle, the car was 13 years old already, and it looked it.

My First Car: A Melted Ford Explorer photo
The Bottom of the Order: Snap, Go, Fling photo

September 13, 2019 | The Bottom of the Order

The Bottom of the Order: Snap, Go, Fling

Andrew Forbes

The cherry and strawberry seasons have passed; the apples are reddening. Only a few games remain. A Pit Spitter lays down a bunt, and the runner on third crashes in: a perfect suicide squeeze.

The Worshipping Beast photo

September 13, 2019 | Poetry

The Worshipping Beast

Brian Clifton

All that whimpers isn’t want.

One spring, I pulled
a reed from an oboe.
I planted it by a pond. 
Instantly, it... more

You Cannot Save Here photo

September 12, 2019 | Poetry

You Cannot Save Here

Anthony Moll

Morning gets angry and destroys a city
not New York, too obvious, but suppose
it’s on the coast. Suppose we’re the first to... more