December 25, 2014 |
Lazy Wolf -- Christmas Special
Alex Jiang
Shining lights and beautiful balls,
turning night as darkness crawls.
December 25, 2014 |
The Interview
Sean Kilpatrick
Shucks, you know the only racism worth a damn comes from poverty. I like Franco when he’s silly.
December 24, 2014 | Fiction
To Fall is to Serve the Public Good
Shane Hunt
Defenestrated again. On the way down I regret that it isn’t raining.
December 23, 2014 |
Ninja Turtles / Interstellar / Guardians of the Galaxy / Birdman
Sean Kilpatrick
PS. I was part of an email the studio campaign in the early 2000s to openly mock the idea of a Dawn of the Dead remake, before remakes were a condition.
I Was Nine
Steve Anwyll
One time I was sitting near a row of bushes along the side of the house playing with some toys. Immersed in what I was doing. And a thick river of shit flowed from my asshole.
A Comprehensive History Of Me In Terms Of Dancing
Jordan Castro
Age 10: Wrote an essay for school about how I wanted to be a rapper when I grew up. When I got home and told my dad about it he said "Rap for me" then lay in my bed while I rapped "Lose Yourself" by Eminem for him. When I finished he told me I needed to "get into it more, not just stand there with [my] hands in my pockets."
World Trade Center: An Outlier in the Filmmaking Career of Oliver Stone
Charlie Riccardelli
2006 saw the release of World Trade Center and United 93, the first two studio films to use the events of 9/11 as their primary focus. I recall their impending releases at my local movie theatre
Three Poems
William Stobb
By living according to core values, we can carry on daily tasks with conviction. Conserve fossil fuels. Avoid the plastic cycle. Too much looking around can lead to paralysis due to the inevitable sense of unfathomable vastness that makes consciousness feel like an infinitesimal quirk.
Brass on Oak; Oak on Marble; Marble on Glass; Glass on Steel
Andrew Brininstool
Ed's note: This story originally ran on Hobart in 2010. In celebration of the upcoming publication of Andrew Brininstool's book, Crude Sketches Done in Quick Succession, in which this story
No Room for Discontent
Olga Zilberbourg
Four decades after breaking off our high school romance, we found each other again, I, Phillip, twenty-five years into my second marriage, and I, Lily, divorced.
#Nightshift: "Just One Arrow" (Excerpts from an Instagram Essay)
Jeff Sharlet
“For years after the war and after the camps, Chava Rosenfarb woke up every morning at 4:00 a.m. to write. She’d open her eyes in the darkness and slip out of bed without waking her husband...
Our Doubles, Ourselves: Twin Peaks and My Summer at the Black Lodge
Linnie Greene
And then I found her on a VHS. My double, my twin, my doppelganger. Laura Palmer.
Not This Town
Tina V. Cabrera
The fact that it happened at the town's polar bear research station is irrelevant. A polar bear didn't kill the child.
#Nightshift: Mugshot (Excerpts from an Instagram Essay)
Jeff Sharlet
Sunday paper. Card Showers announced for Cecile Jarry, 99, and Fred Aldrich, 90. Meeting of the Sherlock Holmes Club this Wednesday.
The Painter's Delay
Matt Bell
The parents were not without greed, and so the younger painted, and as she painted the painting changed.
Two Pokémon: Bulbasaur & Eevee
Colette Arrand
“An extremely rare Pokémon that may evolve in a number of different ways depending on stimuli.” – Pokémon FireRed
Thieving
Nina Boutsikaris
What we liked to do that fall—once mornings had grown thin around the edges, the sun sheer like white linen and gone by four o’clock—was to put on eyeliner and these old fur stoles she had collected from thrift store heaps...
Dead Poet, No Fun
Caitlin Barasch
On the night I left your apartment, my phone died.
A GHETTO-LIKE STATE OF INCOMPLETENESS: MY STRUGGLE WITH MY STRUGGLE, BOOK 3
Andrew Bomback
Against what, exactly, is Karl Ove Knausgaard struggling?
Yeah so I’m a turkey so what
Stowell Watters
I’m a symbol of an America newly forged and I live with like 1000 other turkeys in a yard Who gives a shit
Whiplash
Sean Kilpatrick
Is Chekov why I’m so sad? I’ll give you twenty bucks for a plot in literature that acknowledges his talent, but ignores him slightly more.
3 Poems for Alix Tichelman
Janey Smith
Opus 53
Place the palms of your hands side by side on this wine glass. After a short time, raise your hands and place your eyes at the same level as your palms.
Notice the possible and
The God of the Living Room
Paul Luikart
I’m in Tom's apartment staring at the big deer head he has hanging on the wall of his living room. Tom has a small place and the deer head looks enormous. Some kind of giant, mutant deer, like it's