April 18, 2025 | Fiction
Make Me a Steak?
Colleen Grablick
When I finally swallow, it feels like an admission of failure.
April 17, 2025 | Poetry
After boys become some kind of man: 3 poems
Simon Wolf
The door is broken, the home is not
as we begin to compare our splinters
before our squinting eyes.
April 17, 2025 | Book Review
We Fuck Despite Hell: A Review Of Cletus Crow's 'Jesus Freak'
Conor Hultman
In Crow’s version, Proverbs become advice on how to tell if someone gives good head.
April 16, 2025 | Interview
Marcy Dermansky on Hot Air
Anna Dorn
What author’s (dead or alive) persona is aspirational?
Maybe Joan Didion, the super thin wrists, the iconic image on a tote bag. I just want to keep on writing books.
The Decemberists
Maxfield Francis Goldman
She buys us both mineral waters from the MoMA cafe.
Situationship Expert
Sara Byrnes
I’ve been on a lot of dates. I don’t consider myself an expert, but I can tell you how to get asked on a second: be as mysterious as possible, ask as many questions about the person as you can, let
Fidele’s Corner
James McGowan
So what if, slightly buzzed, she witnessed jubilant souls who succored maggots with their wounds, or improvised love songs to Señor Suboxone
Everything Passes
Pranavesh Subramanian
As the day proceeds, we end up chatting. I tell the man with the snowflake tattoo: I thought you were in a biker gang but you’re all just working on Excel.
Being Means Too Much
Sasha Vetrov
I was sitting in a coffee shop I used to go to. This was in Bangkok.
Like a Rotisserie Chicken from Costco
Jean Marie Hackett
Let’s be clear:
You destroy things.
Ariel Courage on Bad Nature
Anna Dorn
I think a lot about Annie Ernaux saying that she writes like she's going to die afterward. The principle works for all kinds of writing, not just autofiction—it's an urgency that makes the voice more electric, that drives you to completion, that's more honest because it has no concern for consequences.
An LLM Writes a Breakup Text to your Fuckbuddy
Azaria Brown
Prompt
# Tasks
Write a breakup text.
End relationship as clearly and concisely as possible.
Express disappointment, but be vague.
Make it clear that no further contact is desired or
A Letter I Hope You Don’t Write, Son
Garima Chhikara
Do you think I won’t understand because I never finished school?
Fantasy Football
Arcadia Molinas
Only the best of girls get to play fantasy football and today, that’s me.
Vincenzo Latronico on Perfection
Anna Dorn
I guess there is a measure of wish fulfillment in the detail of my description of Anna and Tom’s apartment. Sometimes I ask myself if this makes the arc of the novel a kind of revenge fantasy.
Next Level Unlocked
Mia Risher
Clem wasn’t worried that Joshua would be a catfish.
Notes on Our Ghost: or, Strangers of All Distances
Aaron Tomey
While trying to sleep, I abandon the sex fantasies and imagine the feeling of being held by another. They’re soft and accepting and faceless, one of the pillow-folk from the Ringling Museum.
Unathletic Incident
Alex Avakiantz
Before that glorious year, I was relegated to the “husky” section, which is clothing not for dogs but overweight children.
MARCH MADNESS, 2019: Author as Capitalistic Commodity
Elizabeth Ellen
"There are no actual pages. They are hollow. They are just for show. I think how perfect that is, how much of the literary world is just for show. Hollow. Superficial. More often than not it doesn’t matter the words inside, only the name on the book, the book as an object, the author as object. Author as persona. Author as capitalistic commodity. Minor celebrity. A name to drop at a New York City party."
Nell Zink's Sister Europe
Klara Feenstra
But in this Freudian foreshadowing, Toto doesn’t quite realize that he’s far from Catholic school, with its rules and fall-in-line rigidity.
The Magic Bus
Tyler Dempsey
This story’s about a trip. It’s a strange word. Trip. As a noun, it means a journey or excursion, going somewhere and returning, especially for pleasure, or to stumble or fall. It’s also the word used
Rare Glimpse of the Love Life of a Reader of Great Literature
Benjamin George Coles
'It's a Catch-22 situation,' she said contentedly.
And I thought, 'Fuck this shit into tiny, tiny pieces.'