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November 3, 2016 | Poetry

Self-Portrait as Four Small Test Tubes

Jesse Steinmetz

four small test tubes.

November 2, 2016 | Fiction

The Card Game

Sarah Viren

It was a franchise, the Prez thing, but one as secret as the mob.

November 1, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Claire Gordon

Your face, my light. What terrible things I’d do for it. 

October 31, 2016 | Poetry

Clowns Weren't Creepy in 1921

Rolf Potts

But life was good for clowns back then

October 30, 2016 |

How to Live Life

Anthony Veasna So

October 28, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Aubrey Ryan

Trump & A Syllabus of Goals

To gift you the stink of goats.
To gift you bright whey.
To neon-bright your mouth

with sorrel & rind
& mouth for you
some many hums.

To

October 27, 2016 | Fiction

Girls Love Circles

Kenta Maniwa

The blonde girl I liked made a scooping motion with her hands while saying things like ‘it’s not even that late’ and ‘come on, come on’ and ‘it’ll be soooo much fun’ and ‘let’s go you fucking piece of shit.’

October 26, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Lucy Wainger

Portrait, with Negative Space

Running faucet, orange light hollow as a pill bottle,
images submerged in a bath of chemicals, blooming
into black-&-white being. That was the only

October 25, 2016 | Nonfiction

Alexander Hamilton: a review of George Washington by Adam Fitzgerald

Sam Farahmand

I am reading a poem called “George Washington” in a book of poems called George Washington in a bar called The Library in the Lower East Side of Manhattan where I am spending my last twelve dollars on four beers and my last four dollars on tipping the bartender because happy hour still hasn't started.

October 25, 2016 | Fiction

Did You Hear That?

Benjamin Woodard

Okay, so there’s that sound again, and you know it isn’t Tommy or Lindsey trying to scare you, because they’ve been asleep for over an hour and you’re certain the sound is coming from the basement

October 25, 2016 | Fiction

Only The Real Crazies Paint

Elizabeth Green

My friend takes caffeine pills between classes and shakes in the bathroom, on the floor under the sinks.

October 24, 2016 | Poetry

Five Poems

Katie Mertz

Tiny Evolutions

okay so let’s talk
about the exes we mythologize
for the wrong reasons   like leave
a toothbrush at my bathroom sink
and call it love   and baby
I’ll promise ring your

October 24, 2016 | Fiction

Home

Tanner Lee

I kissed Jesus up the neck until his hearing aid caught my gums like a chicken bone.

October 21, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Daniel Bailey

MONUMENT

YOU SPECIFY IN YOUR LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT “BURY ME WHERE I STAND” SO THEY REMOVE A CHUNK OF TILES FROM THE FLOOR IN FRONT OF THE GOLDEN PANTRY’S CHECKOUT COUNTER AND THEY SET YOUR

October 20, 2016 | Fiction

Disappearing

Emily Flouton

Lately I’ve been spending a lot of time playing Candy Crush Saga on the old iPhone Jan gave me while watching TV.

October 19, 2016 |

Demon

Sean Kilpatrick

Poland = Michigan

October 19, 2016 | Poetry

Three Poems

A.N. Lawrence

Class Aves

Anyone that ever heard the call
of the Rodrigues Solitaire

is long dead, but its name is trapped in stars:
turdus solitarius—
named by a sensitive astronomer.

Does this

October 18, 2016 | Fiction

Gifted and Talented

Alice Kaltman

Nell did not consider herself a thief. All sixteen lovely pups were better off in her care. She kept them in a large house with a sprawling yard, surrounded by a sturdy fence.

October 17, 2016 |

Author: The JT Leroy Story

Sean Kilpatrick

piss you one cleaner than your trackshoes, say i / sex toys on lease to i / houses for my centipede, ow / coke that asshole into skinny fleece / clean up with her spate, guy / suck stray dogs in the cock wound, i / lick what your god's got, why / imma mafuckun star boi

October 17, 2016 | Fiction

Something You Love

Shelby Hinte

The items on the list had come to her at random as she washed a dish or plucked a hair from her chin or put gas in the car.

October 17, 2016 | Poetry

Two Poems

Richard Prins

On Miracles

Jesus trained a dolphin to swim up under him and lift him over the waves.

Jesus wanted to show everyone his trick.

It looked like he was walking on top of the

October 16, 2016 |

The Lucky Texan

John Peacock

October 14, 2016 | Poetry

Five Poems

Kien Lam

Asian Pen Name*

Mine is Kien,
which is useful
in cases
where I need
to prove
I am who I say
I am,
like the time
a cop pulled me
over and said
Sir, do you know
why you

October 14, 2016 | Interview

An Interview with Amy Gustine 

Michael Deagler

Within its pages, the reader is invited to discover those wondrous things that only great short fiction can offer: an abbreviated window into disparate lives, intense and intricate moments of distress and disclosure, completely self-contained and executed in twenty-five pages or less (Deagler on Gustine's Collection).

October 13, 2016 | Poetry

Three Poems

Anonymous

Dear Katie

The movie we watched the night you told me you were leaving your husband for a girl with skin rough as a butcher’s block no storm could ever smooth clean. When sharks were falling from

October 13, 2016 | Fiction

Oaxaca Smack and Space Gladiators

Jackson Bliss

Even his sacred biosphere (of anime, video games, Oedipal and teen porn, poststructuralist psychobabble, and grad school fellowships) can’t save him from the critical intervention of the collapsing world.

October 11, 2016 | Fiction

Fun Person

Deirdre Coyle

He removed a wad of fabric from under the bed, pulling on boxers and an Anthrax t-shirt. I winced at the Anthrax logo—I knew better than to fuck guys into thrash metal—too late now.

October 10, 2016 | Fiction

Smoothie Guru

Erin McIntosh

I wondered what my mother would say about the gun, and then I wondered it out loud. M gave me a look I was too worn out to interpret.

October 10, 2016 | Poetry

Four Poems

Christine Gosnay

Being There

Describing my body is easy
because I do not know what it looks like.

From above, I imagine my face
when it experiences a thrill.

There could be more to what I’m looking

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