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August 31, 2023 | Poetry

doing coke in your 30s is like draw thee nearer to god fr

Vivian Medithi

when congress bans our faves we will smuggle them through customs and call it praxis

August 30, 2023 | Poetry

Two Poems

frankie bb

The solar system running sloppy
down the sides of your vest.

August 29, 2023 | Fiction

U C what U want

Xairan Ray

It all started with a wrong clap. I remember that because Dave was saying that when she was born, her dad got mad that she clapped on the 1 and the 3 and not the 2 and the 4. He was clapping weird.

August 28, 2023 |

three stupid girl love poems

Greta Rainbow

what do i fucking care what gloria e. thinks of me?

do i not have the right to nitrous oxide 

August 27, 2023 | fucked up modern love essays

Trust Issues

Stephen J. Golds

I knew the talk about a baby was another red flag, but the more uncontrollable Amelie became, the deeper I got hooked. I couldn’t go back to what my life was before. I think it had been drowned the

August 25, 2023 |

7 Poems

helen killa

I get insecure when you say things like

I was born when you were 15

August 24, 2023 | Fiction

On All Fours

Marc Tweed

The thing about Grandma is that she seems to show up unannounced and she doesn’t care about the substance of the prayers, just that they end in Amen.

August 23, 2023 | Fiction

The Losers of Tomorrow


 I know Max is probably hard by the time we get to the overlook at the dam. He puts the car in park and tells me he mixed a cd, just for me, because I’m so special.

- I can’t believe this is

August 23, 2023 | Fiction

The Beer Run

Ivan Kenneally

As a young boy, I lived in the Bronx in the mid-1980s during a time when it was infamous for its squalor, a third-world dilapidation captured in movies like Martin Scorcese’s Taxi Driver. I remember

August 22, 2023 | Fiction


Chandler Morrison

The sleet has stopped but the cold is something unthinkable. It lends a deathly permanence to the still, heavy darkness. I stand shivering on the sidewalk and look up at the Hollywood sign. I try to

August 21, 2023 | Poetry

In The Year Of My Descent

Steve Anwyll

The only noise I hear is the hum of electricity, subtle as the sound of the universe whispering.

August 21, 2023 | Poetry


Bryn Lovitt

Larry David sees me crying about AIDS

August 20, 2023 | fucked up modern love essays

Victim Impact Statement

J. H.

I am not sorry about most things I’ve done; I really do try my best to be good.

August 18, 2023 | Nonfiction

Tennis Lessons, 1983

Chris Girman

My opponent was curly-haired and perpetually smirking. Everything around him – his fancy collared shirt, shoes, wristbands, tennis bag – was emblazoned with an Adidas logo

August 18, 2023 | Poetry

Original Obsession

SJ Alexander

I just thirst for barbed wire

August 17, 2023 | Poetry

4 Poems

Cash Compson

shadows cast like heaven’s
hands down over her eyes.

August 16, 2023 | Fiction

Everybody Hurts

Camille Sauers

The boys stood in the vacant lot outside the convenience store, which was closed today due to a special occasion. There was even a sign on the door. Armando was getting high again. Stew was quiet.

August 15, 2023 | Fiction

Friendly Advice

Gabrielle A.D.

He’s still rambling about my womanhood, my untapped, ethereal potential, when I reach for a tissue and blow his hot load out of my nostril.

August 15, 2023 | Interview

On Shape, Repetition, and Strangeness: Tao Lin interviews Jesse Nathan

Tao Lin

To repeat something can be a form of stuckness. But it can also be an ecstatic cry.

August 14, 2023 | Poetry

3 Poems

Liz Robbins

When I ran away at fourteen, I didn’t know
I was listening to an animal urge to find my own way, like all

August 13, 2023 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

Virgil Abloh Attends a Filipino Party

Lloyd Alimboyao Sy

But her coup de grace was when she started bringing a white boyfriend to our parties. He was a real champion. His name was John.

August 11, 2023 | Interview

Nobody Remembers Participating in a Mob: EE interviews Stephen Elliott

Elizabeth Ellen

I did become very close to many people in the McSweeney’s universe. A lot of those people were great, and a lot of them were just ambitious people with no integrity whatsoever.

August 11, 2023 | Fiction

Day One at the All-Inclusive

Carly Alaimo

Dolphins are too good for this world, I think, as I reluctantly, fearfully, kiss one on its domed rubbery mouth while someone snaps a picture.

August 10, 2023 | Fiction


Hannah Walker Finnie

One day her daughter says to her mom, in front of you, that she wants to go to art school, just like you. And it is the first time you realize, her mom does not want her daughter to be like you.

August 10, 2023 | Poetry

3 Poems

Willow Loveday Little

Motioning the stone girl over, she
deadpans, “It’s grenadine, not blood.”

August 9, 2023 | Fiction

The Invitation

Chris R. Morgan

Walking through the dense forestry of unrefrigerated 24- and 30-packs, Pete was in search of something that would stand out from the rest.

August 9, 2023 | Fiction

Freight Train

Naveen Rajan

He looks at me a little like how the alley cats look at the mice behind the house, but I don’t mind.

August 8, 2023 | Poetry

3 Poems

Claire Scott

I can’t imagine anything better or worse than whole-hearted devotion.


August 8, 2023 | Nonfiction


Jennifer Ostopovich

I try to imagine the various people the specks of bubble gum had belonged to. Try to give them faces and purposes.

August 7, 2023 | Fiction

Familiar Angel

Shanti Escalante De Mattei

When the angel came I was young.