October 31, 2019 | Fiction
The Difficulty Of Writing A Horror Story Set in Maine
Helen McClory
Do you remember this one?
October 25, 2019 | Nonfiction
1994
Tom McAllister
Exposing myself to the dumbest ideas and the most hateful weirdos online triggers a chemical reaction that gives me pleasure, or something like it. A hoarder of bad ideas, stacking them all up into wobbly piles that might someday topple and crush me.
October 22, 2019 |
Jokermen
Kent Kosack
The song on repeat, singing to Scout, for some reason stranded, standing on the patio table, dead-center, like a reanimated roast, and my father, drunk and shirtless, passed out in a pile of mulch in the yard.
October 21, 2019 | Poetry
San Francisco Municipal Bus Routes 43 & 38R
Steven Duong
July yawns. Flashes its grills...
October 19, 2019 | Nonfiction
The Sharp Edge of the Crayon
Anna Laird Barto
At last our molars burst forth from the gum and we emerged from the rose-colored womb of our first grade classroom.
October 15, 2019 |
The Replacements
Remy Barnes
I hope you’re still unsatisfied. I hope you’re keeping your nose clean.
October 14, 2019 | Fiction
Bird In Love
Kelsey Ipsen
When it is morning morning I dress myself in nice human clothes. I am ready to leave the garden, but I do not leave the garden.
October 11, 2019 | Poetry
from Knock It Off
Tara Boswell-Ramirez
When your father and I found out you were a boy I remembered the time in my early twenties a co-worker at my first restaurant job invited me out for a drink with the crew after our shift. He drove me
October 8, 2019 |
Imaginos
Sean Gill
There’s a complex mythology to this album, one that plunges the BÖC back catalogue into a cauldron of secret histories and magick mirrors and extraterrestrial visitors.
October 4, 2019 | Fiction
We’re Required to Do These Things Just as Salmon Swim Upstream
Carling Berkhout
Do us in quick, I begged, do me easy.
October 4, 2019 | Nonfiction
Soy La Teacher
Myriam Gurba
SOMETIMES WHITE PEOPLE THINK THAT YELLING FACILITATES LANGUAGE ACQUISITION.
October 3, 2019 | Nonfiction
Apologies
Courtney Cook
Dear ,
I’m sorry that on your birthday you lost all your money gambling while I made $250.
October 2, 2019 |
Dispatches from the Treehouse: I Hope Your Parents Are Proud
Joseph Horton
We have not seen Mark for the rest of the season, confirming my steadfast belief that he was either a criminal masquerading as an employee or an employee who was immediately fired once his conduct towards an Access Member and celebrated Hobart columnist was discovered.
October 2, 2019 |
The Bottom of the Order: Every Fifth Day
Andrew Forbes
THE SEATTLE MARINERS' history is one long tale of woe studded with infrequently dazzling displays of capability, with all of it adding up to exactly zero championships. I say this as someone who has
October 1, 2019 |
Chemistry Lesson
Stewart Schley
That chorus, the coda of “Famous Last Words,” which closes the album except for the gimmick bonus “Blood,” pretty much saved me.
