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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 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 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 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 1, 2024 | Fiction


Stephanie Wambugu

The man at Hertz handed me the keys to a blue Corolla and smiled, revealing a large, distracting gap. In a boyish drawl he told me to return the car with a full tank, otherwise incur a $10 fee. I

April 29, 2024 | Fiction


Melissa Boberg

C lives in a building that’s beautiful and tall, and that’s sort of how he is, too, but I hope

to God no one ever tells him that.

April 23, 2024 | Fiction



Today you are thinking about that time when you were thirteen years old.

Whenever it comes back, it’s important to remember that nothing truly bad ever happens to you. Indeed, this simple strategy

April 22, 2024 | Fiction

About Endlessness

Jonah Primiano

The man that killed the world is being lauded as the better of the billionaires because he launched a cloned app that bans you if you aren’t positive. It’s like if you were stuck underneath a boulder

April 18, 2024 | Fiction

Excerpt From 'Bloodletter'

David Kuhnlein

His dreams fill with bell towers, stabbing deaths, his lifeless body dragged by split fingernails into consciousness.

April 16, 2024 | Fiction


Christian TeBordo


It was not yet this day and age. A writer sent a proposal to his literary agent. The proposal concerned a major trauma. The agent submitted the proposal to a select few editors who made it the

April 9, 2024 | Fiction


Althea Champion

She especially liked the phrase for whipped cream, vzbitye slivki. For such a soft, sweet thing, its name was as firm as cement. 

April 8, 2024 | Fiction

twin eulogies

Yasemin Kopmaz

In their blue jeans and Carhartt beanies, the boys are nearly as pretty as the girls who’ll never fuck them.

They buy a gram of coke and a gram of k because everyone knows that girls love drugs.

April 8, 2024 | Fiction

Some Cindy Talking

Erick Bradshaw

She was always looking in the mirror.

April 4, 2024 | Fiction

An Inside-Out-Thing

Becky Tuch

True story.

You know Urmquast Meldoofi? The guy who writes the homeless features for The New York Times? Published a book not too long ago about the plight of the homeless in small urban

April 2, 2024 | Fiction

It felt more real when I drew it

Jonah Primiano

They say The Cloud is a bad metaphor for the internet because this makes it seem immaterial and like its presence doesn’t have a real physical impact on the planet. They say to remember the server

April 1, 2024 | Fiction

There Are No Words

Garielle Lutz

But how did I get it into my head, so early on, that friendship is something you’re supposed to have with only one person, and it’s supposed to be engulfing, and you’re not supposed to survive it?

March 30, 2024 | Fiction

Winter Haven, Florida, 1984

Elizabeth Ellen

“You don’t want to be a lesbian,” she said. “Trust me. It’s a tough life.”

March 29, 2024 | Fiction

Some Happiness Is Still An Amount of Happiness

Brooke Segarra

I never see Russell differently, I always see him in the same light under the same sun. It’s been difficult lately, but we used to have so much fun. I wonder if he remembers the tequila shots and us

March 28, 2024 | Fiction

I spent the day thinking of Elias

Maxfield Francis Goldman

I could hear the cheering of the crowd, their silent plastic mouths were happy; I could taste the dirt kicked up by the elephants, smell the liquid butter sediment of cheap popcorn.

March 27, 2024 | Fiction

Tony Big Mouth

Steve Anwyll

Now is the time to pass down his knowledge before it’s lost in a jail cell, or beyond the reaches of death.

March 26, 2024 | Fiction

Gluten-free Date Night

Meghan Proulx 

“Are you looking under Entrees?” I asked.

He whipped his menu around. “No, it's in the Nibbles section. See where it says C-section shrimp, amid a local microgreen slurry?”


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Garielle Lutz

Garielle's longest, most peculiar, most particularized book. A sure-to-be collector's item. Not be be missed!