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February 19, 2015 | Poetry

2 Poems

Chelsea Kerwin

Forkful of Artichoke

He thinks I can will myself to love him,
when I know love as a species of hunger.
I know the heart, like the stomach
cannot will itself to appetite.
Rum-drunk,

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Seed Room photo

February 18, 2015 | Fiction

Seed Room

David Rice

 I looked down and saw, in place of the disorder there had been, the penis and testicles of a small boy sprouting from me, growing incrementally as I ran, at about the rate of one year per second. 

Autumn Rhythm photo

February 17, 2015 | Fiction

Autumn Rhythm

Jimmy Chen

Did it bother him that his only erotic recourse that evening would be to pretend masterpiece on her face? Yes. 

Bipolar Cowboys: Noah Cicero in conversation with Juliet Escoria photo

February 16, 2015 | Interview

Bipolar Cowboys: Noah Cicero in conversation with Juliet Escoria

Juliet Escoria

The Noah Cicero who answered Juliet Escoria’s questions, he is already gone and to take it farther he wasn’t even there before he answered the questions. The Noah Cicero that answered the questions was only that Noah Cicero.