Category: Flavor Town USA

  • Poetry from Flavor Town USA: “Death Is on the Menu” by Anthony Cappo

    Poetry from Flavor Town USA: “Death Is on the Menu” by Anthony Cappo

    Morning groggy, anxiety spike, and stumble out the door. Café smells of coffee, French toast, and menace. Every morning death on the menu. Maybe not written— might be down-low house special— but always there. You can’t “86” death. Chills the forks and spoons lying on the table. It looks slimming, grins the maître d’. The…

  • Flavor Town USA Nonfiction: “Jubilee” by Anne Panning

    Flavor Town USA Nonfiction: “Jubilee” by Anne Panning

    I. It was the cheapest, one-ingredient, fiercely-anticipated summer meal for a Midwestern family of six—corn on the cob. Our favorite variety: Jubilee. II. At 16, I worked the cutter belt at Big Stone Canning Factory. Every morning I biked down on my rickety ten-speed then headed in to suit up: hairnet, hardhat, orange earplugs dangling…

  • Poetry for Flavor Town USA: “Exercise for Beginners” by Marc Janssen

    Poetry for Flavor Town USA: “Exercise for Beginners” by Marc Janssen

    Do people breathe differentlyWhen they are running in their dreams?I had a dog that would run in his sleep,His feet would quiver as he chased chipmunks up trees made of canine fantasy.Eyes movingScanning the inside of his lids. I wish there was a dreaming dietWhere I could run marathons while unconscious,And in the morning, wake…

  • “Hot Dog Exclusivity”: New Short Fiction for Flavor Town USA by Avery Gregurich

    “Hot Dog Exclusivity”: New Short Fiction for Flavor Town USA by Avery Gregurich

    The people of Icon are celebrating their independence just as they have for centuries: with a contest of eaters. It’s hot throughout Icon. The national flags wave upside down on poles outside the pods of some of the people tuning in on their HomeScreens to watch the eaters. Most of those people actually hunger to…

  • Flavor Town USA Poetry: “Why Not the Cherry Tree” by Matthew James Friday

    Flavor Town USA Poetry: “Why Not the Cherry Tree” by Matthew James Friday

    with its dark web of branchesoffering galaxies of darkening orbs. At Idiot’s Grace Farm – Pick Your Ownmy middle-school nephew proudlyconquers ladders and black hole branchesone star at a time. I stand below, an Odin steadying the ladder,belly-bucket layering with half-heartedlabors, one eye on him, the otheron cherries bouncing below. We consume half the universein…

  • Flavor Town USA Comic: “Hand, Foot & Mouth” by KC Councilor

    Flavor Town USA Comic: “Hand, Foot & Mouth” by KC Councilor

    KC Councilor is a trans cartoonist and professor who draws memoir comics and occasionally academic ones. You can see more of his work at kccouncilor.com.

  • Flavor Town USA Short Story: “A Juicy Soul” by Coleman Bigelow

    Flavor Town USA Short Story: “A Juicy Soul” by Coleman Bigelow

    As I prepare to enter the icy river, my mind wanders to that slice of meat lovers I’ve left behind. I’m regretting my restraint. Not eating all of my “last supper” now seems like an unnecessary sacrifice. What’s the point of being born again if you don’t go out with a gulp? The first time…

  • Flavor Town USA Fiction: “Definition: Love” by Winslow Schmelling

    Flavor Town USA Fiction: “Definition: Love” by Winslow Schmelling

    /ləv/ n.1 Origin: gas station hotdog “Remember how the attendant gave the rest of them to us for free? He hesitated for that heavy moment after we asked for two of them. I swear I saw his eyes glaze. Visions. PTSD. Memories of war. ‘You can just have them,’ he said, placing each dynamite stick into…

  • Three Flavor Town USA Poems by Kathleen Hellen

    Three Flavor Town USA Poems by Kathleen Hellen

    every animal is broken differently cook it slow, the butcher says, like jazz or countrywestern—doesn’t matter something you can dance to—something you can masterlike chief cook and bottle-washer, recognize that parrot is a noun, that parrot is a table mannerthat you always start with definition, recognize the cuts as hangers flap meat Denver steaks coulotte,…