June 15, 2023 | Poetry
Three Poems
Šari Dale
Dexedrine,
obedient beauty,
a low-calorie
alternative
for excess.
June 14, 2023 | Fiction
Motherfuckin House of Hunger
Uzodinma Okehi
and by the way, I wear jeans too, and I’ll fuck that white girl, absolutely, from the commercial, the camera trails her on the beach, she’s smiling, now she’s hiding behind her hands . . .
June 13, 2023 | Fiction
Cosmically Forsaken
Teddy Duncan Jr.
They put her flyer on their mailboxes and look at me like she’s dead.
King Alphonse
Eli S. Evans
You’re probably thinking these things happened a very long time ago, but as a matter of fact it was just yesterday, and yet somehow we are all old and married with children now, even the former supermodel
Three Poems
Daniel Feinberg
My boy on the boulevard bubbling.
Triple wick rip tide in my mind.
Public Freakout
Sydney Hirsch
Seeing a picture of my tits online didn’t bother me as much as it should have.
DON'T STEP INTO MY OFFICE
David Fishkind
With snot running down my chin, weeping, I allowed myself to entertain the possibility that this key situation would go on forever.
Baseball Hybrid Poem
Chris Pellizzari
I tried to remember something my dad told me about Luis Aparicio after Ozzie Guillen made an error in a game in 1991.
Say You're Not Interested
Samantha Paige Rosen
Your date’s cologne smells like rancid wine, which should be a good enough reason to bail, but it’s only hour two and you’ve made a commitment.
Premenstrual Love Letters
Yoon Chung
He doesn’t seem to think I’m a handful. I can tell by his texts.
Excerpt from 'Counterillumination'
Audrey Szasz
I have to believe that what I am writing — what I am living through — means something.
NEW LIFE: LIMA, PERU
Siel Ju
The Utah girls were already asleep. Unlike me, they were going home in a few days.
watching sports on tv
Forrest Muelrath
The Marathon was born out of a legend about a fifth-century Greek messenger named Philippides who ran 26.2 miles without stopping to deliver a message that the Greeks had defeated the Persians in battle.
Opal, Opal
Marin Kosut
She started to ride by his Marigny shotgun until he came out and became her boyfriend. Her boyfriend, a chef who meets with narcotics anonymously, orchestrates impromptu dinners in the backyard of a liquor store.
Daddy Knapsack
@writers_life_tips
And then Greta. I found her crawling toward the lake, on fire.
Classified Insanity-Inducing Weapons: Gloria Naylor's '1996'
Katie Frank
“To be inside of someone's mind has to be the sexiest thing in the world.”
He Belonged in a Dystopian Movie
Kaci Neves
I was still pouting over hometown boy, and neck-deep in an article about foiled wallpaper when I got a Facebook message from Preston. Could we get together?
Fast Casual
Jillian Luft
He puts down his High Life. His pale hand drifts across the table toward mine
Jack Skelley on 'The Complete Fear Of Kathy Acker,' Breaking Rules, Disneyland, and BBLs
Andie Blaine
Bliss can flip into alienation and back into elation, adding to the teasing uncertainty of identity.
sports guy
Wiley Lawrence
I can’t remember the last time I tried to play tennis or any sport but I can tell you all the winners from this week’s tournament
JOHNNY-THE-ORDERLY & other stories
Jamie Iredell
When you peed in the cup, Herman was behind you, watching.
Girls on Dirty Sofas, Close Together
Adelaide Faith
‘Did you talk about capes,’ he said.
‘Yes,’ Mary said.




