July 1, 2021 | Fiction
For Your Consideration
Adrián Pérez
Consideration of Deferred Action for Chilhood Arrivals
This is when your humanity ends, when a pen hits this paper.
June 29, 2021 | Poetry
Still Life
Tawanda Mulalu
...I'm part of this thing where fish learned to walk...
June 27, 2021 |
Solstice
Megan Kirby
This spring was cloudy + wet so the world is green, green, green.
June 25, 2021 | Nonfiction
When You Have a Traumatic Brain Injury, You Should Really ‘See Stars’
Susan Hatters Friedman
Tom Selleck, in his best reverse mortgage voice, volunteers to call your parents and break the news that their daughter almost died. Your mom is happy to hear from him since she always liked Magnum P.I.
Waves of Fun
Dalton Monk
Big Bob sat beside me and watched women he classified as MILFs walk their kids to the pool with large, clear tubes.
Palm Springs Eternal: Allie Rowbottom Interviews Jon Lindsey
Allie Rowbottom
AR: This is a boundary and you are going to push against it
Jayne St. Mansonfield
Adam Klein
She arrived at my apartment at 3 a.m. with a soft suitcase on her head, a handle positioned over one eye. I could see the netting in her matted blonde wig. Her broken eyeliner and stained lips
Where Is My Haka?
Janet Rodriguez
After we finish doing the dinner dishes together, Mario heads into the living room and picks up the remote control.
“Guess what?” he says, turning on the TV. “New Zealand is playing England in
Sphere
Iva Moore
I saw into the face tattooed on his thigh and thought, I am not afraid.
Today on Dagobah, Ep. 8: "Water"
Josh Sippie
Yoda’s thirst provided more difficult than anything he had faced on the planet before. He did not have running water, and couldn’t just pop down to Pel’Kiha’s Corner Store anymore.
The Conversation
Delilah Silberman
There was a time I had a flower in my mouth...
Every time I smell chlorine I think I’m in a brothel
Rupert Taylor
Going to work after you’ve been on an meth bender in a brothel is not a good idea,
Making Weight (pt. 6)
Denny Connolly
Previously on...
Part 5 || Part 4 || Part 3 || Part 2 || Part 1 || Prologue
Have You Heard From Our Assassin?
Josh Bell
I ask because, of course, I haven’t heard from our assassin.
The Sweet Things We Shared
Serena Alagappan
Sangria at a soup shop. Pieces of peach and apple in the wine. The skin of the fruits unpeeled in my mouth. Sangria even though it was winter, early evening, cold and already dark out. Goblet-sized,
Rape Feelings in Eight Phases
Amber L. Carpenter
It’s a Tuesday at 3 pm, which means it’s time for my therapist to remind me that I am a victim of a violent crime.
Two Shorts
Heather Domenicis
The house on Olean street stands as it once did, a formerly bright white house, the sidings been torn off, revealing dark greenish-black shingles. This house, the black sheep of the neighborhood.
if you were my ex i’d simply rebound
Selena Cotte
"sorry to ping / i just want to know who was too good for who..."
Sunshine & Triple Antibiotic
Tall Milk
My father locked his children up in a house for years for fear that they would die of pesticides from plants. More than that, we were locked in our rooms with a gate.




