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May 31, 2024 | Nonfiction

Notes from a United Auto Worker, Vol. 2

Nathan Stanek

My older brother and I are both millwrights too. Sometimes we sit in chairs for whole shifts at a time. Sometimes we actually do some physical labor.

May 31, 2024 | Fiction



I’m not a fan of Roseanne, but I hope she never has to watch this.

May 30, 2024 | Poetry

what makes a question important 

Kate Ehrenberg

may the little coffee cup 
be blown over 
a cheap china pattern 
blue bulbs 

blooms on white 

a single cereal bowl 
from this set disperses 

and appears 
in apartment cabinets 
all over

May 30, 2024 | Poetry

2 Poems

PJ Lombardo

miserable, swimming laps, aghast with vacancy

May 29, 2024 | Poetry

Two Poems

Nolo Segundo

Moloch Eternal [1969 version}

we see an instant reply
of brains blasted at arm’s length

we gawk in color amazement
at monks posing as scarecrows
dressed in silken robes of flame

we turn

May 28, 2024 | Fiction

Introduce Yourself

August Lamm

Lloyd finishes reading and Rae turns to me and says, Who was that guy, did you know him? And I say, Dude, that was Lloyd. And she says, What the fuck, that was Lloyd? And I say, That was Lloyd.

May 27, 2024 | Fiction


MaryKate Glenn


Lately: she looks in the mirror and pulls at her eyelashes. Gently, at first, but then harder until finally each eyelash comes off one by one with a thin line of skin attached, like when you

May 26, 2024 | fucked up modern love essays

Death, Ghosts, and Dissection

Teagan Christy Lamb

Dead Driving: october 29, 2023, 10:31pm

there is a feeling i recall having, that i am having now as i remember it, in my stomach every time i feared death. felt close to it. was put in its

May 24, 2024 | Nonfiction

Hobart in NYC


In a spacious room at the midtown hotel where the inimitable Tennessee Williams died, congregated a small but lively salon of authors and storytellers.

May 24, 2024 | Poetry

Three Cat Poems

Cletus Crow

mew mew

May 23, 2024 | Fiction

EXCERPT FROM American Narcissus - "Free Shit"

Chandler Morrison

She was a kid, he reasoned. She’d grow out of her ridiculous ideology. It wasn’t worth a confrontation.

May 22, 2024 | Interview


Sam Axelrod

Kate Axelrod’s new book of stories, How to Get Along Without Me, is, to quote the jacket copy, “a collection that summons the perversity and poignance of twentysomething dating lives from a bracingly

May 21, 2024 | Fiction

AGORAPHOBIA: Summer, 1990 & Winter, 2020

Elizabeth Ellen

It is impossible to determine merely by looking how recently a modern American woman has been vaginally penetrated or rectally sodomized. One can never trust scientific data on matters such as how often a modern American woman is made love to in [enter current year].

May 21, 2024 | Interview

Laura Blackett and Eve Gleichman on their novel Trust & Safety

Anna Dorn

Can you each pick two words to describe your book? 

Laura: Escapist fantasy

Eve: The first thing that came to mind for me was: “Oh, god.”

May 20, 2024 | Poetry

3 Poems

Grace Dougherty

All the way up Highland isn’t Burbank, it’s heaven!

May 19, 2024 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

The Black River

Sean Tanner

I could hear the Essex lads cooing and whispering to her, telling her that it would be okay

May 16, 2024 | Fiction


Jonathan Doyle

Her eyes looked up and zeroed in on Marina’s Muses. On the women floating through the air. No cares. Just an angel dancing in the blue heavens. 

May 15, 2024 | Book Review

A Study in Time Lapse: Alphabetical Diaries, Memory, and Mundanity

Lennie Roeber-Tsiongas

Sheila Heti has a bad memory. She’s sitting on the stage of the Mark Taper Auditorium in the Los Angeles Central Library, wearing a velvet jumpsuit with gold tendrils and black lace tights. Heti tells

May 14, 2024 | Interview

Honor Levy on Her First Book

Anna Dorn

The black Mr. Sketch marker, Cucumber JUUL pods, Dr Pepper Lip Smacker, spirit duplicator, soggy sugary cereal milk mush, pink rubber pencil shavings, burning toast stroke, pumpkin spice scented hand sanitizer. 

May 14, 2024 | Fiction


Paul Franz

That cicatrice ringing the heart, like notches on the prison wall, that sharp sweet spoor.

May 13, 2024 | Fiction

Excerpt from PERFUME & PAIN

Anna Dorn

I eat a big salad and watch Kim and Kourtney eat big salads on a ten-year-old episode of Keeping Up with the Kardashians.

May 13, 2024 | Fiction


Fred Morfit

We scuttled in through the back door, out of the glaring summer heat, bare feet welcoming the cool linoleum of the kitchen floor. Chattering like a pair of squirrels we rifled the pantry, pulling the

May 12, 2024 | fucked up modern love essays

Noble sauvage

Leya Ivanov

U were the only Turk i knew, and also the only Turk my parents liked. they never let me walk around the fountains at night even though it’s the only place in Sofia with streetlights after two a.m. b/c

May 10, 2024 | Nonfiction

Swan Singing

Sarah Teresa Cook

I am seated at a small brown desk from IKEA, crafting a love letter.

See how the heart spills right out of me? Spills and spills, ink everywhere. This desk is too small.

Picture it: Me, a

May 9, 2024 | Fiction

The Beautiful Ones

Thomas Heise

A year after my wife Ada disappeared, I started attending the book club.

May 8, 2024 | Fiction


Yasemin Kopmaz

During the first rehearsal, her troupe members burn her thighs with incense sticks. It’s not hazing, it’s just how they bond.

May 7, 2024 | Fiction

The King of Video Poker

Paolo Iacovelli

Arnold Palmer died today. The news anchor announces it on the TV hanging in the corner as I’m dealt a pair of 9’s at a Jacks or Better machine. Suddenly it doesn’t matter that the news anchor

May 6, 2024 |

The Paddler

Michael Robert Liska

A drunk woman invites me into her canoe. It isn’t really her canoe; it belongs to a sullen man sitting by a campfire. I had wandered through the woods from my own campsite, looking for beer, and found

May 5, 2024 | fucked up modern love essays

Masturbation Anxiety

Hayli May Cox

(Moaning loudly)

(Bed creaking)

(Crying in Italian)

May 3, 2024 | Nonfiction

Breast Proof

Christie Tate

Given: A girl-body will grow breasts during puberty.

Given: Girls will absorb many different messages about breasts in their lifetime.

Given: Breasts are a source of shame and