When Your Boyfriend Says He’s The Joker and You’re Harley Quinn

Candace HartsuykerFebruary 12, 2020

When your new boyfriend says he’s The Joker and you’re Harley Quinn, this means there are rules you are expected to follow. A uniform is required. That means, a...

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The Car at the End of the World

Elliot HarperFebruary 12, 2020

The worst thing about the world ending is that I can’t move that car off the front lawn. Bloody thing has been parked there for months. It must have been left b...

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When I Moved Away

Jack C. BuckFebruary 10, 2020

I would stop at gas stations along the way to buy postcards to mail back east to my friends. My first year away I was basically broke, getting by on 32 hours a ...

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TECHNOCRAT’S DOG

Chance DibbenJanuary 3, 2020

Days before the product launch, a rich, ego-driven technocrat is kidnapped, tortured, then killed by a cabal of rivals and international government forces. His ...

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Events

Thomas CooperJanuary 3, 2020

Free Speech Rally I attended a Free Speech Rally today. The first speaker was meant to be good, although I couldn’t hear anything he was saying. There were a...

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Three short stories about the Midwest

Mark JohnsonJanuary 3, 2020

1. My friend Andrew is a successful accountant. And a good person. In the sixth grade, he failed reading class. He received a form his parents were supposed to...

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A Story With a Dog In It

Emily WeberDecember 24, 2019

On the bright November day I gave away my dog, I watered every plant in the house. Even the artificial ones. The pots overflowed, leaving puddles where none had...

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waking girls

SUIYI TANGNovember 13, 2019

she woke up selfishly. as if cloistered by a hardened bowl, her mind thrashed, its soft edges driving into knots of yellowed ceramic. each hit a knot unto itsel...

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A Lesson in Meteorology

L. SovieroNovember 11, 2019

The Santiago kid committed suicide that morning. Two men had to carry Santiago’s mother out to a car. Maria said when people got that sad their legs stopped wor...

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Fucking Running for President

Mir -YasharOctober 23, 2019

I drop F bombs on the campaign trail when points don’t come through. Fucking deplore economic inequality in Dubuque, fucking deplore right-wing fundamentalism. ...

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Everywhere

Elliot HarperSeptember 3, 2019

Come with me, he said. “Where do you want me to go?” I asked him. Everywhere, he said. “Everywhere?” I asked. Yes everywhere, stop repeating me, he said. “Oh ok...

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The Secret Life of Spoons

Phebe JewellAugust 26, 2019

With my round, smooth-bottomed hull, my wide-ribbed belly, I was made for love. We take turns, you and I, filling and being filled. You open a jar, lift a lid, ...

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Three Flat Stanley Stories

Jennifer A. HowardAugust 21, 2019

Ted Bundy would have loved Flat Stanley’s mom her long straight dark hair parted in the middle. She would have been Midwestern helpful if he needed her to ca...

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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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Straw Foil Hat

Evan NichollsAugust 12, 2019

Back when there were people around, I would blow my moped through town, then ride on and dart between bales of alfalfa. Neighbors called me the crazy crazy daug...

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Thirty Things I No Longer Buy

Sahana AhmedAugust 8, 2019

Alcohol: It triggers my anxiety. I drink sencha. BYOB. Apps: What I have is what I use. Notifications are off. I like to be present in the moment. Bag...

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Still Life of Boy and Skull

Jared PovandaJuly 3, 2019

  1.   The boy found the skull sitting between his mother’s rosebushes, bottom jaw stained red with mulch. He wasn’t afraid. He wasn’t anythi...

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Finding Freedom Through Faith; Cursed Devotion; Cartography

Tara Wine-QueenJune 6, 2019

Finding Freedom through Faith After the assault, he started reading Bible verses. He tried to find answers within that would resolve the sickness of his mind. ...

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A Disturbance

Kyle T. ArmstrongMay 17, 2019

Windowsill. Spot. Loaf. Afternoon. Sunshine. Cozy. Surrounded. Pots. Succulents. Ivy. Pothos. Ceramic. Warm. Outside. Friends? Birds. Squirrels. Food. ...

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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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