November 5, 2020 | Nonfiction
Why Look For the Animals?
Alexandria Peary
In contrast to wild animals, pets are timelines left on the floor. These models of accelerated, abridged lives can be found to the right of the Lazy Boy and the magazine rack.
November 5, 2020 | Poetry
There Was an Entire Chicken
Lisa Hiton
one from the spit where I watched them...
November 4, 2020 | Fiction
In Ram Corpse
Christopher Notarnicola
"He slept among a pile of used truck tires ..."
November 4, 2020 | Fiction
Two Shorts
Matthew Minicucci
For as long as Mark could remember, he had wanted to save someone from a wolf. He had wanted it to happen in a specific way. Peculiar even.
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Becca Yenser
Song: “Seventeen”
You can’t skateboard over road work. But you can wipe your bloody hands on your jeans; blood doesn’t look right going down a drain. Later you see a twenty dollar bill on the
TGOYI
Natalie Villacorta
Not knowing was better than being disappointed. If I didn’t know what TGOYI meant, it could mean anything.
Alternate Endings to Shania Twain’s “That Don’t Impress Me Much” Music Video
Canese Jarboe
None of us have The Touch,
Though we have felt The Touch
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We are all (all of us
Wearing leopard-print dusters Just once,
I was thirty hands tall (like one whole horse
Standing on
HOLLYWOOD BOULEVARD
Brandon Sanchez
I’m standing on top of Drew Barrymore’s star and the song’s issuing from a hot-purple Sony boom box someone set up a few feet away.
Modern Mother-land
Jenny Shi
After Qu Yuan
In my country, our insults give benefit of doubt. Nǐ yǒu bìng—
You are sick— as if there’s an
devotional after alejandra pizarnik
Tara Jayakar
oh longed-for, awaited beloved. she says my name
wrong and makes me come hard. i catalog
lovers like this, coins in kitchen water. six years on,
type thirsty into google
Love Poem for Sandra Oh
Anhvu Buchanan
On that spirited Emmy night,
when the camera cut to you
and you radiating in red satin
said to the world
“It’s an honor just to be Asian”
I lost my breath.
Time stopped,
blindsided by this
Begin Here,
Sara Luisa Kirk
with the flies, small handfuls of sunlight, sensation only one degree
removed from excess.
What to press a heart to, what color pulled up from the earth.
I’m looking for my time machine.
Stone Grandfather
Leona Sevick
(Dol Hareubang, Jeju Island, South Korea)
And there you sit, your basalt belly swollen heavy,
a gentle smile playing at your stone lips. To say I
sought you out would be a bald-faced
Toss of the Dice
T. Abeyta
I wasn’t attracted to him at all but I was single and alone on New Year’s so I listened to him go on and on about birdwatching.
I Love First Dates
Marise Gaughan
One guy told me I didn’t look like my online photos while we sat al fresco in a bougie hotel in Venice. He smelled of vinegar. I ordered two crab sandwiches. I ate one and got the other to go.
Goes to Town
Michelle Finkler
When I return home, Samuelson is still in the living room with his friend Jake. I hear them talking as I enter our apartment through the back door. They don’t know I’m home yet, as I had stepped out
Nocturne with Aroace Girl
Kelly Weber
I steer the moon over my right shoulder, vertebrae
lodged above coyote ridge, winding plains road
I drive all the night’s hungers down. White light
clasping the devil’s backbone. Today snow
notes on archiving erasure
Saida Agostini
love does not begin and end the way we think it does. love is a battle; love is a war; love is a growing up
-James Baldwin
when i say
I love my family
what i mean
is i worship
the
Blessed Are Those Who Have Not Seen and Yet Have Come to Believe
Anna Chotlos
Lightning struck my grandparents’ house five times in as many years.
1984
Mark Koepke
My 11-year-old son thinks Imagine Dragons is the greatest band in the world. Maybe ever. I learn about his new passion in the most disturbing way.
Chances Are
KJ Shepherd
It’s funny: I don’t recall ever hearing music around you, not in the condo and certainly not in the trailer.
Mixed Signals
Albert Abonado
I didn’t have my brother Patrick’s phone number until after my parents had been in a car accident.
IN WHICH THE WHITE WOMAN ON MY THESIS DEFENSE ASKS ME ABOUT WITNESS
Noor Hindi
1. And what does it mean to witness yourself, on television, dying?
a. I no longer watch the news.
b. I’ve exhausted every mirror in my home searching for my
What Happens to the Heart
Malia Márquez
The bartender gives relationship advice in the alley behind the bar every Thursday night while the piano player does her thing on the baby grand.
Longing, Lust & Winnie-the-Pooh
Garnett Kilberg Cohen
Yes, my mother loved Pooh, but as far as I know her love was platonic.