Jeana Mahan

It’s Too Early For This

Jeana MahanMay 16, 2023

I saw someone in the airport that looked like you. Maybe it was because I just put my glasses on. Maybe it was because it was six in the morning. Maybe if I s...

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If I Died Tomorrow I’d Want You To Know This

Jeana MahanMarch 26, 2023

Your post-it notes are endearing. When I say they’re stupid they’re actually not. Your beard could use a trim. Actually, that’s me being nice. I hate it. Ple...

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It’s Not You It’s Me

Jeana MahanNovember 21, 2022

I don’t know her personally. Only from the two-and-a-half hours of Facebook stalking, I had done the night before. And— of course— I forgot to put deodorant on ...

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On My Mind at 2 AM

Jeana MahanJune 7, 2022

Google search 1/21/22 2:06 am Am I too old for a sugar daddy? Google search 1/30/22 2:09 am Is Tinder worth it? Goog...

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Therapy From An Uber Driver

Jeana MahanJanuary 25, 2022

To: jennyreadsmanga249@gmail.com From: paigeward16@yahoo.com Subject: Who needs to spend thousands of dollars on therapy when you can pay $10 for an Uber ...

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Sent From My iPhone

Jeana MahanDecember 10, 2021

I’m sitting in a Trader Joe’s parking lot in a green Subaru. The grey leather inside is still tacky, by the way. Do you remember when we left that party? It ...

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Thoughts After Being Struck by Lightning

Jeana MahanMarch 10, 2020

It’s a weird feeling being dead. When the lightning hit, physically my body went down, but a part of me went up. I begin to float, like a balloon filled with...

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My Valedictorian Speech if I Was Valedictorian

Jeana MahanAugust 16, 2019

I had a best friend. Her name was Hannah. Hannah and I met on the playground at the River City Public park. As the years went on, I got to know the quirks and ...

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Lady in Blue

Jeana MahanMarch 24, 2018

After nine o’clock I see her go off in a red Honda with the front bumper hanging off. The street lamps illuminate her dark makeup and revealed skin peeking out ...

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Fiction

The Ill-Advised Trip of an Italian Plumber

Airplane Mode

Random Motivational Stop

Poetry

So It Goes in the Summer of 1993

Get Off My Lawn & While You’re Doing So Don’t Judge Me

A Holiness of Donuts

Flash Fiction

My Skeleton Wants Out

Ted’s funeral is held at McDonald’s

Stuff

Reviews

A Review of Will We All Still See Each Other Afterward

Hanging in an Alien Sky: a review of “Death Egg” by Nathaniel Duggan

A Review of I Heard Her Call My Name: A Memoir of Transition

Interviews

An Interview With Abigail Rivera Ramirez

ALL MY GENERATION WANTS: an interview with Austin Davis

Find the Shard of Beauty: An Interview with Rebecca van Laer

Columns

The 21 Best Small Press Books From 2021

Writer of the Week: Tanner Ballengee

Writer of the Week: Jeff Schneider