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Thread photo
October 26, 2021 | Nonfiction

Thread

Wendy Elizabeth Wallace

This sense judders through you when you collide with the snowplow truck.

Rewatching The Office To Keep My Dead Ex-Boyfriend Alive photo
October 25, 2021 | Nonfiction

Rewatching The Office To Keep My Dead Ex-Boyfriend Alive

Shannon J. Curtin

The last time I dream of him, my dead ex-boyfriend asks me to stop bringing him back.

Usually, when I dreamt him alive, he didn’t speak. I’d sit next to him while he sorted mail. I’d watch him turn

Choosing a Wedding Gift for the Only Person You Ever Loved photo
October 24, 2021 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

Choosing a Wedding Gift for the Only Person You Ever Loved

Dillon Fernando

When I mention this flash of sexual fluidity to people, it bothers them.

Midsummer in the Spirit Realm photo
October 21, 2021 | Nonfiction

Midsummer in the Spirit Realm

Dave Fromm

Felt, for a minute, like some façade had slipped, like a glitch in the matrix. Is this in fact the car we came in? Are we who we think we are?

Reality Is Not Enough photo
October 19, 2021 | Nonfiction

Reality Is Not Enough

Rebecca Mlinek

I checked the rest of the house, but everyone was asleep. I had a brief moment of nothingness, of emptiness, and then terror bloomed.

Snapshots of Us photo
October 17, 2021 | fucked up modern love essays

Snapshots of Us

HLR

On our third date, we went shopping for funeral outfits.

If Anyone Will See This photo
October 15, 2021 | Nonfiction

If Anyone Will See This

Michael Wheaton

The following text was stripped, edited, and reassembled from the thousands of comments on a potentially illegal YouTube upload of ‘Song on the Beach’ from the movie Her in an attempt to render the

Crying at the Russian Ballet photo
October 14, 2021 | Nonfiction

Crying at the Russian Ballet

Benjamin Davis

The curtains opened, the ballerinas emerged, toes became violins, hands, trumpets, backs, cellos.

 

Advice on Managing Your Newfound Chronic Illness photo
October 12, 2021 | Nonfiction

Advice on Managing Your Newfound Chronic Illness

Kristin Entler

When you run out of tiles, start counting the specks on the ceiling; form constellations out of them because you’d rather be looking at the night sky anyway.

Open photo
October 10, 2021 | fucked up modern love essays

Open

Suz

I                vomit till I’m              hollow.

And to Dust You Shall Return photo
October 7, 2021 | Nonfiction

And to Dust You Shall Return

Audrey Burges

I tell my mother I don’t know why his death cracked me open. She says the small parts of your life seem bigger when they’re gone.

Bomber Jackets photo
October 5, 2021 | Nonfiction

Bomber Jackets

Bryan Harvey

Freddie had a bomber jacket for almost every day of the week. William wore one too. Kenyatta had one, but he only wore his when it was cold. I don’t remember Xavier having one; in fact, I’m pretty sure he wore the same gray sweatpants all year.

Normal Girls Who Aren’t Afraid of Crackers photo
October 3, 2021 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

Normal Girls Who Aren’t Afraid of Crackers

Meg Thompson

“Maybe your ears are broken,” my husband mused to me one night at dinner.

I was wearing headphones, eyes trained to study my plate, the sight of chewing as triggering as the audible noises. 

Copacetic photo
September 30, 2021 | Nonfiction

Copacetic

Kira K. Homsher

She’ll be 92 this year and her memory’s shot; she called me three times this year to wish me a happy birthday and didn’t even get the month right. She hasn’t forgotten her car, though.

My Roommate from Eleven North photo
September 29, 2021 | Nonfiction

My Roommate from Eleven North

Barrie Miskin

They liked to brag. Who had the highest dose of anti-psychotic medication? Who had gone the furthest off the rails during a manic episode? And they loved to boast about their suicide attempts. Whose was the most gruesome?

Unity Trash photo
September 29, 2021 | Nonfiction

Unity Trash

Kate McLean

When Tony died, I stopped recycling. The kind of power play that was both meaningful and meaningless.

Prison Killed My Libido photo
September 26, 2021 | fucked up modern love essays

Prison Killed My Libido

Sheryl Anderson as-told-to Christine Fadden

I don’t write “I have the libido of a sloth” in my online dating profile. I don’t use my real surname now either.

This isn’t a story about being in a wheelchair photo
September 19, 2021 | fucked up modern love essays

This isn’t a story about being in a wheelchair

Lane Chasek

The only reason I’ve seen Space Jam: A New Legacy so much recently is because I wanted to avoid talking to my wife.

No News photo
September 17, 2021 | Nonfiction

No News

SJ Han

A ferry will capsize with 476 people on board.

Eating Oaks photo
September 13, 2021 | Nonfiction

Eating Oaks

Jim Krosschell

Spring was months away; I could pretend peril didn’t exist.

Looking For Love At A Celibate Barbecue photo
September 12, 2021 | fucked up modern love essays

Looking For Love At A Celibate Barbecue

Joe Leonard

“And then after I came out to my wife, she stumbled across People Can Change,” said the man from Fresno.

The Whaling Wives of Nantucket photo
September 10, 2021 | Nonfiction

The Whaling Wives of Nantucket

Amy Zaranek

I didn’t want the water badly enough to die for it.

The Reward; When Things Repeat photo
September 6, 2021 | Nonfiction

The Reward; When Things Repeat

Sean Thomas Dougherty

Don’t they let you? Don’t they ever let you lay down your head?

The Myth of Healing photo
September 5, 2021 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

The Myth of Healing

Barrie Miskin

n the car, on the way to the hospital, I put my head in my lap and my hands over my ears, willing the city to disappear.

Making you come is like holding a firework: the Marital Benefits of Sexting photo
August 29, 2021 | fucked up modern love essays

Making you come is like holding a firework: the Marital Benefits of Sexting

Shelby Hinte

Marriage is often thought of as having little to do with eroticism.1

I met my husband while bartending in Oakland. He applied to be the new chef. Tattooed knuckles. Chubby cheeks. Full beard.

Recent Books

Exit, Carefully

Elizabeth Ellen

"I loved reading Exit, Carefully. It’s unusual, and in my opinion exciting, to publish a play without previously receiving a major production."

                      -Walker Caplan, Lithub

Nudes

Elle Nash

“Transgressive and immediate: you feel these stories shoot through and wrap around you.” 

             - Kyle F. Williams, Full Stop Magazine

 

Worsted

Garielle Lutz

“Lutz’s work is a marvel of the possibilities of language.  Each of her sentences is an intricately crafted thing, deeply complex yet crystalline in its clarity . . . her command of each and every word remains supreme.”     

  --Mira Braneck, The Paris Review Daily

 

Garielle Lutz is the author of The Complete Gary Lutz, among other books.