The way you wear the corpses in your hair

Caleb BetheaDecember 30, 2022

Hammocked in your curls. Little dead humans, embalmed with nothing but shampoo, linseed oil conditioner. Even their teeth are cleaned with scalp-curing properti...

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Human Trash

Angela LiuDecember 21, 2022

In my second year of graduate school, there was a couple that would sometimes have sex in the printing workshop after midnight. The man had bought a foldable fu...

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Carl Jung Would Love This If He Was Still Kicking

Bruce ReisnerDecember 19, 2022

1. One thing about here.  You can see for miles.   Civilization landed on the Appalachian hills like a bird dropping.  Like bird shit falling miles downward an...

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Manchester Gate Apartments

Monique QuintanaDecember 12, 2022

Tino lived in an old blue stucco apartment complex just off Blackstone Avenue, one of Fresno's most extended and busiest avenues. It was also next door to a fun...

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Christmas Cactus

Max Kruger-DullDecember 5, 2022

I do not find my Christmas Cactus beautiful. When my boyfriend and I bought this Christmas Cactus, its arms were stiff, cute, plastic-looking, window-worthy. Bu...

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Cost of Admission

Cheryl PappasNovember 25, 2022

The forest cleared to let the Ferris wheel in, let in the popcorn-chewers, the crushed, greasy striped hot dog trays, the guns in pockets, the new babies scream...

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The Guy Who Speaks Piano

Steve GergleyNovember 23, 2022

At the jazz club, me and Kyoko meet a guy who speaks piano. Instead of words, his mouth forms the sound of a Yamaha baby grand. Sitting at our circular table ne...

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Seeking Our Neighbor John at Lake Ridge Apartments

Noémi Scheiring-OláhOctober 26, 2022

Hey buddy, nice loafers. Listen. Do you know our neighbor, John? Battered-brown-Toyota-Camry John? V-neck-T-shirts John? Wouldn’t-pick-him-for-our-basketball...

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Short Shallow Breaths

Karen SchauberOctober 3, 2022

When the lights came back on the aircraft was in full nosedive. Walter had been thrown from his seat and hurled some three rows ahead. I couldn’t get rid of him...

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#AD-terlife

Will MusgroveSeptember 23, 2022

Becky and I got into a fight. Then I died. At least I think I’m dead. A minute or so ago, a sedan swerved onto the sidewalk, smashing into my hip. I heard a squ...

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Wheel of Fortune

Melissa Llanes BrownleeSeptember 5, 2022

Tutu took a bottle of fish sauce and the only green mango left and draped the curtain between us in the kitchenette and his cubby hole. My mother rolled her eye...

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The Duplication Process Reflected in a Broken TV

Nikki BauschSeptember 5, 2022

She awakes in a foreign land in a twin bed under its plaid gray duvet, surrounded by walls plastered with heavy metal posters. She’s far away from St. Louis. A ...

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Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow

Will MusgroveAugust 9, 2022

Yesterday was high school summer vacation, green and empty of responsibility. Yesterday I pushed a grape Jolly Rancher from cheek to cheek. Yesterday I sorted m...

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ABOUT THOSE NAIL CLIPPINGS

Joshua VigilAugust 5, 2022

It was tradition for new guests to leave behind toenail clippings after check-in. This explained the mounds of yellowed shards that dotted the hotel counter. Th...

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Covenant

Glenn BertramJuly 18, 2022

We’re charting a new theology, Pat and I. We’re working out a pantheon of small objects. Household gods, strewn across our counters. Divinity in banality: this ...

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Octopus Joy

Eliot LiJuly 4, 2022

I awake at 2 am, with this recurrent, crushing feeling of emptiness and longing, which is not sated after I roll over to spoon Sadie on the bed. I realize it...

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Morning Spaghetti

Tricia PatrasJune 30, 2022

Where’s the movie about the person with the balanced life? I think to myself, over my morning spaghetti. The one who takes a jog before pouring their morning co...

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Moth & Monster

Priya EleJune 28, 2022

When we go to the party together you turn into a moth and I turn into a monster. Horns grow from the top of my head, break through skin, twist and pirouette int...

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Neon

Emma WellsJune 22, 2022

We had drunk too much. We stood propped by glass cubes, mocking a clear-paned window. Like us, its clarity is mottled, a once translucency muddling with ribbons...

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911, what’s your emergency?

James MontgomeryJune 2, 2022

You’ve got to help me – I think I’m in love. Sorry, sir, did you say love? Love. Sir, this is 911, what’s your emergency? Love. It zaps you. … ...

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The Dagwood

Mark JohnsonMay 31, 2022

Having finished mowing the lawn, I walked into the kitchen with the hopes of constructing a towering sandwich reminiscent of those in the Sunday paper cartoon s...

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Where Have All the Children Gone

Jennifer TodhunterMay 23, 2022

You won’t remember going to bed. You won’t remember telling your kids to go to bed either or their sobbing when you refuse to lie with them or the sound of the ...

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A Letter to Any Remaining Drive Thrus

Simon NagelMay 19, 2022

They converted the mall into housing units in 2026, but we were on the waiting list and didn’t get in until a few years later during what they called Phase 2. T...

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The Night Nobody Moved

Mazzy SleepMay 15, 2022

Act 1: Sitting in the Road I thought you’d come home past midnight as I chewed apart the last few stale crumbs that I had snatched from the refrigerator. It ...

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That Aspect of Happiness

Sean EnnisMay 5, 2022

Tornado watch, and there was no violence at the robotics competition, no flame-throwing, no gears clattering and rolling off into the warehouse. Friendly nerds,...

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Spiral-Shaped Bruise

Caleb BetheaApril 18, 2022

Mike Brady soaks in his new hot tub, thinking of his old wife. He’s trying to place her — the color of her hair, the shape of her eyes, and especially the sound...

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Long Road Short

Scott Mitchel MayApril 8, 2022

I came to the spot where she knew I’d go because she’d made it this way and only this way. I am not a man, after all. Ashen white are the trees that circl...

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REVERSION

Sarp SozdinlerMarch 29, 2022

As a kid, I looked after an ant colony that smelled like crocodiles. They started each day by filing in from one end of the circuit and called it a night after ...

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Had a dream about some stuff

J. F. GleesonMarch 15, 2022

Had a dream where Phoebe Bridgers was at my house. Two actually:   1. Phoebe Bridgers was at my house but I was not at my house because I was i...

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Why I’d Like to Die at Ikea

Linda McMullenMarch 8, 2022

We skipped our ten-year reunion in favor of a mini-gathering at a misplaced bar and a group stagger through the warehouse store district. Shawn said he’d lik...

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