In Defense of Lee Harvey Oswald (Or at Least my Mother) Michael O'NeillMay 30, 2018 I was watching the Zapruder film in my parents’ basement in Houghton when the screen of my laptop froze black. A snapshot of my face was tak... Flash Fiction0 Comments
INFESTATION Melody Chang SnyderMay 29, 2018 I I’m in the basement of the Sharon house. I feel mostly like my present self but the house is as it was when I was a teenager.... Flash Fiction1 Comment
Reverie Mir -YasharMay 21, 2018 Nick smokes a joint in the sauna. He feels a deep and dreamy release. The smoke and steam are like being in a timeless mist. The world is be... Flash Fiction0 Comments
When I Fall off the Cliff Leila RegisterApril 12, 2018 What she decided at the sandwich shop, not with total certainty, but with some, is that this time in her life would be defined by fine exper... Flash Fiction1 Comment
S. VAN NESS AVE. Peter ClarkeApril 2, 2018 When a homeless man asks for a hug and you run away screaming, you’ve finally embraced your lack of faith in humanity. You’ve become fully r... Flash Fiction0 Comments
Crimson Exodus Savannah SloneApril 2, 2018 On your drive home from work, through the velvet fog that looms halfway down the moss-laden trees, you pass a doe and wonder: what if? Your ... Flash Fiction0 Comments
Russell the Muscle Brings the Pain Harris LahtiJune 13, 2018 Tonight—like every Monday night—the residents of Lexington Home crowd the living room to watch the leotarded men of WWE wrestling trade body... Fiction1 Comment
RESTAURANT BOY Blake MiddletonJune 2, 2018 I've worked at the same restaurant for five years. Not the worst job ever. No no. Not terrible. &n... Fiction0 Comments
For My Beautiful Daughter Marilyn on Her 16th Birthday Alex EbelMay 31, 2018 After reading the card aloud, Marilyn’s mother carefully opened the gift she had finished wrapping moments before. Inside the box was an apr... Fiction0 Comments
Determinants Kelly FlynnMay 29, 2018 We put our wine glasses on cocktail tables and face the stage. I don’t think he should be drinking. A year ago I got a text message at 3am o... Fiction0 Comments
Two Storeys Steve AnwyllMay 25, 2018 It sounds like a sack of concrete hitting the pavement. No life. So I get off the couch. Stand still for a moment. Listen to the curses bein... Fiction0 Comments
Three fragments of a chronology of depression (as seen through the eyes of two girls and their kitchen) Marija VidakovicMay 22, 2018 “Vittujen kevät ja kyrpien takatalvi!” written in black marker on a ripped out piece of paper, and stuck to the kitchen wall using blue-tack... Fiction0 Comments
i was born in the mall of america Amy Saul-ZerbyJune 6, 2018 no, i was born in a lake no, i was born in a boxcar sculpted out of butter & placed behind glass i lost my first tooth in o... Poetry0 Comments
devices that remind you of the past catch businessJune 5, 2018 are you thinking my name because i’m grinding my teeth seeing double in the mirror four walls even when we tweet something at the... Poetry0 Comments
Touch in 9 Emma Scott SchaefferJune 3, 2018 1. Touch loves to hold hands because she always fits. 2. Touch stays up nights and ponders jigsaw puzzles. She stumbles b... Poetry0 Comments
Describing the Sky to Someone I’m Falling For Rhea RamakrishnanMay 24, 2018 Well, we went to the harbor for Italian ice after work and sat on the pier where the kids do wheelies. One of them asked where we were ridin... Poetry0 Comments
Dream Analysis: Frog Katt BeatsonMay 23, 2018 Frog is change Frog is transformation, renewal, rebirth Frog is menstruation Frog is puberty Frog is sex Frog is male genitalia Frog i... Poetry0 Comments
FIVE POEMS Brian Alan EllisMay 18, 2018 The Pros of Smashing My Phone Right Now My mom wouldn’t be able to call asking for money and I wouldn’t have to deal with... Poetry0 Comments
Skyline Yellow: An Interview with Shy Watson Greg ZorkoMarch 25, 2018 Shy Watson’s Cheap Yellow was published by Civil Coping Mechanisms in January of 2018. Recently I chatted with Shy about how the boo... Interviews0 Comments
Escapism as Medicine, Making People Feel Nervous in Public, and Inspiration from the 7-Eleven Menu – A Chat with Porpentine Charity Heartscape October 8, 2017
Writing Loss, Pt 3: Luis Alberto Urrea’s “The House of Broken Angels” Wilson JosephsonJune 8, 2018 “We writers are the raw nerve of the universe. Our job is to go out and feel things for people, then to come back and tell them how it feel... Reviews0 Comments
