At the pop punk concert

Erin SchallmoserJuly 27, 2021

The dark cave of the club holds us like a hug and we are surrounded by a couple hundred other people, all singing along with the same exact words, swaying toget...

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The Last Weekend in July

Zach MurphyJuly 26, 2021

It was the summer of 1993 and Keilani and I sat by the crackling fire as the bullfrogs croaked a sonorous symphony, the grass swayed from a whispering breeze, a...

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In SpaceX, No One Can Hear You Tweet

Paulette PierceJuly 20, 2021

The famous actor is standing next to the phallic object. The object was designed by the billionaire idiot to carry people to Mars on a jetstream of cryptocurren...

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Matter of Perspective

Erika KielsgardJuly 13, 2021

My soul would sing of metamorphoses. But since, o gods, you were the source of these bodies becoming other bodies, breathe —Ovid     The coc...

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Fashion Sense

Coleman BomarJuly 5, 2021

Skin is in the attic next to AUX cords and Mom's old Polaroid. My teen brother dunked his body in melted aluminum. "That's bold." I say. "I don't expect som...

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The Thinker

Peter WitteJune 24, 2021

This picture is influenced by Rodin’s sculpture, “The Thinker.” The figure in this oil-pastel picture, though, is much less defined, less realistic. Also, unlik...

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Manatee Radio

Neeraj KumarJune 22, 2021

I heard a radio broadcast about a pregnant manatee. They squeezed the pre-recorded segment into the Tuesday evening classical music block. I was tuned in to cat...

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CRAFTY

Eileen Frankel TomarchioJune 22, 2021

I remember the time you snuck a couple of PopTart packets from my table like a starving extra and not the lead, the draw. Bayonne cemetery in November, skeleton...

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Flash Fiction

Jon ConleyJune 15, 2021

Nowhere Good, Nowhere Fast The Dunns had placed a camera high up in their maple tree. It faced the Merrick’s yard. “But it doesn’t quite face it,” Mr. Merri...

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Phase

Natalie WartherJune 8, 2021

Abby’s going through a phase. At bedtime we have to tuck her in and kiss her forehead three times and say “Goodnight goodnight goodnight,” and then “Sleep tight...

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A Feeling of Intimate Collaboration Between Reader and Writer: An Interview with Meg Pokrass

Gauraa ShekharMay 28, 2021

Featuring sixty-seven stories that span over a decade, Spinning to Mars dangles between the promise of a ride and the promise of home. The eighth collection fro...

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Shotgun

Courtney LevanMay 26, 2021

The silver of your 1995 BMW melted down the streets sliding off the corner curbs. Seeing your desires illuminated against the street signs, I got in. Your hands...

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Week’s End

Yash SeyedbagheriMay 24, 2021

  I take stock of the past week. Edited manuscripts, jumbles turned into semi-coherence, ready for authors to hate again. Fatherly words. Weak, selfish,...

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Social Media News Scroll

Christine Webster-HansenMay 20, 2021

Created en masse, drama-addicted, selfie-obsessed megalomaniacs by millions turn to social media to reinforce their identities through daily junkie fixes of eit...

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Comfort Food

Zoë Raine MakiMay 19, 2021

You dance to Graceland on repeat and watch the blue floorboards under your striped socks, polkadot socks, classic Hanes. More than once, you drop the wine glass...

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story about conspiracy dude who believes in nonsensical shit to avoid the awfulness & terror of daily life

Avelynne KangMay 12, 2021

The chip in my brain doesn’t change the station. It turns the volume all the way up. So I whittled my thumb to a numb. So I kissed the cherry on top of my carpa...

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Eight Steps to Enlightenment

Greta HayerMay 11, 2021

step 1. separate the lights and darks, the things that clash, your mess from his mess.  you cannot clean his mess.  his stains have set deep into the cloth.  yo...

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The Bees

Grant Gerald MillerMay 3, 2021

  The neighbor was covered in bees. I knew which neighbor it was because he always wore dirty house slippers and jogging pants and I saw a sliver of the...

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like love but better

Annakeara StinsonApril 29, 2021

why desire smooch lips affection? be raked out lightening. dry grass painted yellow, Ames packing tubs, doldrums of late-day in a rural area, mildew taste of a ...

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Tara Stillions WhiteheadApril 22, 2021

The townhouse on Agua Hedionda is two miles from the payphone on PCH where Janae picks me up, but it’s too early for Bob to be awake and we are too sober to hea...

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Hexed

Brett PribbleApril 21, 2021

He inhaled flies. They glided off the sap in the floorboards, the ground meat seeping out of its plastic, his stacks of soiled overalls. Outside children sniffe...

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Anniversary

Natalie WartherApril 14, 2021

It was Sunday, we’d already done the chores, nothing was on TV, and sex was still off the table, so we switched bodies, just to see what it was like. I was i...

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I Tell My Wife That I Want To Go To Outer Space Before I Die

Tyrel KessingerApril 11, 2021

I tell my wife that I want to go to outer space before I die. “You’re crazy,” was all she said. Fair enough but then again she thinks everyone is crazy. &nbs...

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I Statistic. Now

Tyrel KessingerMarch 2, 2021

Hello! Nice to meet you! I’m a statistic! (Previously a human being!) But when you die you become a statistic so here we are. I had a job before I w...

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The Perfect Woman

Madeline CashNovember 23, 2020

Martha Stewart was sentenced to five months in prison, a year of house arrest, and two years of probation after being charged with conspiracy, obstruction of ju...

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Moon Work

Ryan NormanNovember 19, 2020

It’s the Dark Moon. I’ve been wandering these woods for hours, passing trees, each peak and valley in the bark a fingerprint, yet I circle them. Lost. Who did I...

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Death confetti

Zoë MeagerNovember 10, 2020

  Death actually just climbed into the cannon himself, so that was pretty profound and everything. Before he got in, he stood there for a moment admirin...

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Being Fictional and Eating Pizza

Tian YeungNovember 3, 2020

The day she found out she was fictional, she was eating a slice of pizza. No, it was not pepperoni or cheese. Those toppings are too common, too overrated. She ...

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mtg minutes

D.T. RobbinsOctober 28, 2020

EL SEGUNDO SECT OF THE SATANIC ASSEMBLY OF AMERICA (SAA) Date: 8/10/2020 Start time: 6:00pm Venue: Pasadena Hyatt Business Lobby   6:02pm – ...

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The Manhattan Project

Emma ShepardSeptember 24, 2020

The apartment stunk of microwaved meat and potatoes. My grandfather sat on his brown leather recliner, picking at the stuffing coming out of a hole in the leath...

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