October 15, 2024 | Poetry

The Conformist

Carmen Cornue

“Can beauty save us?”
“It can,” as I kiss her open mouth.

October 14, 2024 | Fiction

The Wave

Kyle Proehl

That’s all I know, less than nothing.

October 11, 2024 | Fiction

Yellowing

Garth Miró

What I remember of my cousin killing his sister is the sound. The stabbing that sounded like knocking, the knife being driven so hard into Agnes’ stomach it cleared the other side, striking the tub’s

October 10, 2024 | Poetry

I Lost What Was Mine

Sami Matin

I was on my way to guitar lessons, then Pure Math tutoring.

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October 9, 2024 | Fiction

REPLY TO ALL

Greg Gerke

I didn’t say anything about your job or your Mark Twain or anything. There’s nothing wrong with working in a factory, there’s nothing wrong with bowling, there’s nothing wrong with having a Star Wars room…

October 8, 2024 | Poetry