April 24, 2023 | Nonfiction
Exorcist Exercise
Danielle Chelosky
He says he feels like all his problems would be solved if he stopped going to that bar.
April 23, 2023 | Rejected Modern Love Essay
It’s All Greek to Me
Jack Lancaster
he flashed a toothless grin, all James Dean California Cool, a tan blonde blue-eyed surfer type. I imagined him as the boys Lana sang about.
April 21, 2023 |
I Wish I Didn’t Feel Like I Am Apologizing for Existing
Alix Takada Sharp
Things that make sense: plants, deer, video games, sushi, beer.
April 21, 2023 | Fiction
put yr makeup on & yr hair up pretty
Valerie N. Blackwell
When taking drugs of this caliber – drugs that show you death’s light – there is always some part of you that wants to die.
The Artist Class: The New Millennial Rung in the Social Ladder
Victor Glass
The artist class?
tell me the future souls of the earth
Lis Anna-Langston
Wild as the jungles they came from,
where boas flexed around their trunks —
like my other brushes with miracles,
the men who love you back, how they come
to you, gorgeous and invasive,
Day of The Slugs
Justine-Juliette
Jimmy’s thing was his violent ability in soccer. Bismarthalou’s was in his preposterous name and the mystifying way in which he spoke of his potentially fictitious motherland.
Chad, the Golfer
Elizabeth Ellen
I had started doing aerobics and running in place in our townhouse living room when Chad was at the golf shop. I’d found a recipe for whole wheat banana bread and I made a loaf every Sunday and every
Ritalin for Debutantes
Brent L. Smith
“There’s no reason to spread melodramatic rumors about the delay of the album,” she says
People Can Be Criminals: Tupperware Thief
Sarah Swinwood
He stole my Tupperware, the largest one in a glass Pyrex set.
Vibe Check From God
md wheatley
I was telling stories. I was enjoying music. I was proselytizing. I was observing.
Let’s Take a Selfie
Wild Card
His white face is red. Mom taught me that people turn red like tomatoes when they’re drunk. I look around and see pink and red faces all around me.
Quiet, Silent, Beautiful
Autumn Christian
She was the sudden presence that filled the delivery room like a creation spirit pressing his thumb to make a wrinkle in space.
Inscriptions from Ghislaine Maxwell's Prison Cell
René Bennett
The body rotates its symbols / like a stereoscope
Fun Can Kill You
Ariel Courage
I fall asleep on the First Date. It happens when we're cresting the chain hill of a roller coaster called Sallie Mae.
The Sex Lives of Parents in the Time of School Shootings
Laura Jean Baker
Sex would remain forever yoked to this school shooting, grief combined with an uncanny moment of clarity: life won’t be the same after this, regardless.
Written on the Wall of an Invisible Temple While Brimming with Love
Patrick Kosiewicz
I’m flinging sparks at a desk
in the cold cell of civilization’s midnight
The Ogre
Gabriel Hart
When he stands in the living room fully erect, wearing nothing but blue corduroy shorts cut off so high the pockets peek out, he holds a bicycle chain lock above his head victoriously, like a sword from stone; a makeshift weapon, we can see it’s stained with another man’s blood.
The Elevator
Ivan Kenneally
When I was ten years old something happened, an event I never understood
How I Got my Hair Back
Colene Lee
I've finished packing and am leaving. Ten, nine, eight, seven . . . .
His mind was a country I wanted to be lost in
Jennifer Robin
PS: My computer is really going nuts. If I can use one of your spare ones, I may need it sooner rather than later.
The Third
Lizzy Lemieux
Sophie had recently gone through a break up. I don’t remember her ex's name. I do remember the striking legibility of the word VIOLENCE.
Three Poems
Lauren Ireland
I am torn with longing for many unnameable things.
The First 900
Carson Pytell
I wasn't surprised that he told me he used to skate, everyone did, but it felt like I did take a bump when he told me I must be my father's son.




