Portable

Ashton CarlileMarch 13, 2019

I am who many people are: a person quite comfortable in their time zone, with a soul lodged inside of me somewhere, woven through my rib cage maybe if you want ...

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Unless You’re a Narcissist, You’re Not Truly Loved by Anyone

Simon PinkertonMarch 13, 2019

Not forever anyway. Never forever. The most repeated and perfect piece of advice given to parents of small children is “enjoy it while it lasts”. The most...

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Someone, Somewhere Else

Jessalyn JohnsonFebruary 7, 2019

Sitting alone with my back against the wall I watch people walk in and out of the little store, periodically checking my phone to see if it’s charged enough yet...

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A Drowning  : a collaborative work by Alexandra Kulik and Julian Senn-Raemont

Alexandra Kulik and Julian Senn-RaemontFebruary 5, 2019

Maybe it’s my birthday. I feel a head taller, but still shorter than the rest.  I take the train into the city, a sort of fist bumping, rebellious celebration, ...

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The Footlong Con

Ryan DaltonFebruary 5, 2019

“Just give it to me!” he impatiently barked, as though this were a surgical incision and not an artfully crafted sandwich, as though I could just close it up as...

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BRODY THE CLASSICIST

Avee ChaudhuriJanuary 27, 2019

I used to teach high school and my favorite student by far was Brody Philips. He was not particularly bright, but one day, the spring of his junior year, he cam...

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Exit, Pursued by a Bear

John KuligowskiJanuary 14, 2019

I say “Abrogate,” and one of the twinjet engines explodes. The passenger beside me, with whom I’d been discussing recent mutations in particularly virulent str...

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I’m Pretty Sure I Know What’s Going to Happen Today

David KrebsDecember 21, 2018

A shop will be a spacecraft and the sales jargon will be aliens’ best attempt to understand and be understood and we’ll be traveling while we’re inside the shop...

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I Am Afraid of Virginia Woolf

Clara PaivaNovember 21, 2018

I don’t want to be here when it starts to rain were the first words you stung me with. I led my fingers to my hair and you said we had time for a few drinks bef...

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Watching the Brett Kavanaugh Hearings on Mute

Alex PickensNovember 20, 2018

A woman wanders into the room, uncertain where she is or why, but a professional team of scriptwriters comes to her aid. The major networks cut to the full are...

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A short story in which a boy becomes lost from his mother in a supermarket, wanders out the door, and comes upon an identical mother in an identical supermarket

Molly Oberstein-AllenNovember 19, 2018

The glass in the door of the milk refrigerator was heavier than he thought it would be when it shattered. One minute looking at the variously cartoon-like cows ...

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Post-Postmodernism in Practice/Process

Ian Drew ForsythOctober 23, 2018

The postmodernist couldn't drink a cup of coffee yesterday. The post-structuralism of such an act was far too overwhelming. The postmodernist couldn't get a dat...

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I Love Tacos

Jason GiltnerOctober 22, 2018

i love tacos   “That’s great, Jane. But why do you love tacos?”   Jane had sat back at her desk. Mrs Clifford was standing in front of the class. ...

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Day in the Manner of Magritte

Austin Sanchez-MoranJuly 26, 2018

There is a man in a charcoal wool suit who parks his black Mini in a tall concrete car park in the middle of a sheep farm in Devon, England. He walks out into a...

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He Admitted It.

Steve AnwyllJuly 10, 2018

Some bitch jabs me in the ribs with an elbow. I squeal like a pig. Then without breaking pace. Running across the orange tiled platform. Towards the idling trai...

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You know you’ve done your crying when you eulogise without a tear

Simon PinkertonJuly 9, 2018

  A recently-dead person long gone. A celebration of their life. I’m the corpse, the corpse at the lectern. Four years of restless, sticky slee...

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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 taken, then displayed w...

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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. Same gray carpet, s...

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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 behind him, his mother...

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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 experiences. She is fine,...

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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 rational. Let that si...

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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 palms sweat. You wip...

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Ideas to improve upon: A few

Nathan DragonMarch 26, 2018

Re-design or re-think how the modern fridge is organized, used, and maintained so that the process of going to the grocery store, stocking the fridge, taking x ...

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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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Don’t Stop

Kenny TorrellaFebruary 21, 2018

When he retells the story to his buddies, he’s the one who approaches her. But really, he was sitting on a boardwalk bench letting his new tattoo breathe a litt...

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The Wife

Michelle Lyn KingFebruary 12, 2018

Tonight I stood on the subway platform and watched my ex-lover’s wife descend from the staircase. I did not immediately recognize that it was her. At first, it ...

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Lobster

Ken CormierDecember 15, 2017

Lebron James steps out of the specialty ice cream shop and stops for a moment to look at a street lamp. He turns and walks up the hill, past the jewelry store, ...

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Über

Alex CreeceNovember 16, 2017

Updating… Updating… Updated Just Now. Updating… Updating… Updated Two Minutes Ago. Updating… Updating… Updated Just Now.   Sigh. Swipe. Sigh. T...

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Neck Brace Paragon

Jonathan CardewOctober 12, 2017

I was addicted to Band-Aids. Small ones. I'd stick them to my arms, toes, knees—anywhere they'd fit. My family assumed I was accident-prone. I played along. I'd...

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Under Ghost Trestle

Hannah GordonOctober 11, 2017

Someone asks me if I believe in God. I laugh and say pass me the tequila. Tequila burns the way I imagine loving someone does. Best chased with something sour. ...

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