Posts by Jarod Roselló
Sprint: A Plane Crashes Out Over the Atlantic
Andrew Bertaina
We were sitting on the shores of the Atlantic, waiting for the wind to change and the black flies to get blown back out to sea when the plane went down.
Alfred Wichly interviews Sucker June author Sean Kilpatrick
Alfred Wichly
Kilpatrick on the artist’s political responsibilities (these are apparently multiple): Hate has more borders than I can muster into the capability of a vision. That’s why I scream in short bursts.
Chased by the Muse, Part 3
Laura Joyce Davis & Nate Davis
For all the hours we’ve spent with strangers, all the conversations and shared stories, we ask no one’s name—until now.
Chased by the Muse, Part 2
Laura Joyce Davis & Nate Davis
There are five categories for hurricanes; most of the buildings here were built to withstand categories one and two.
If Everything's Under Control, You're Going Too Slow
Meg Wade
Let the okra go to waste, steal oranges from the
corner store. I'll tell you that I love you like I've
loved no one else. Our bodies are made to be
useful, move fast. The fastest man in
Chased by the Muse, Part 1
Laura Joyce Davis & Nate Davis
No one is going anywhere, he says. You will sleep here tonight.
Oh, This Was the World: My Struggle with My Struggle, Book 4
Andrew Bomback
Two teenagers are living in my house this summer, and neither has read The Catcher in the Rye. They’ve taken over the basement, binge-watching shows on Netflix and referring to Instagram as
Sucking on Lemonheads
Dorothy Rice
“Ah, so you’ve had an ordinary life,” she said.
Those Bears (pt. 6)
Jarod Roselló
[Previously on... Part 5 | Part 4 | Part 3 | Part 2 | Part 1]
Blackout: an Interview with Sarah Hepola
Chloe Caldwell
the defining experience of Western women today is internal conflict
The Mindreader
Claire Polders
I am a woman of discipline, which is to say: I don’t act at random. But I once slept with a mindreader on a whim.
Those Bears (pt. 5)
Jarod Roselló
He was like, "Everyone knows what racoons like to do."
What an asshole.
The Man with a Fish in His Heart
Michael Credico
I had runoff all over. I hadn’t escaped the heartland.
Three Poems
Luiza Flynn-Goodlett
This has to stop— / you're a year dead. I shatter the mirror // with a glare, pace the hall carpet, / but others arrive by dawn, agitated // by thuribles, syllables scattered from / pulpits, daughters buttoned into pastel.
Flying Machine (Pt. 5)
Lydia Conklin
Lydia! What the heck is the hold up? How long does it take to throw a rope over a branch?
All My Coworkers When I Worked At Zeppe's
Jordan Castro
In 2011, while addicted to heroin, I briefly delivered pizza for Zeppe's, a chain restaurant in rural Northeast Ohio.
A Bunt
Evan Lavender-Smith
We are launching a new project, HOBART HANDBOOKS, the first project of which is our Handbook on Baseball, collecting some of our favorite pieces from our last thirteen years of online baseball