I was sitting in the eye doctor’s waiting room scared to death because I had a lump in my eye.…
Poetry: “Non-” by Britt Canty
*** Britt Canty received her MFA in Creative Writing from The New School. Her writing has appeared in…
“The Autolycus Syndrome,” flash fiction by Jay Merill
Giles lived for dressing up in quirky costumes and pointing people in the wrong direction. Trickery was his forte. He…
“The True Story of William T. Vollmann’s Research Assistant,” an essay by Jordan A. Rothacker, William T. Vollmann’s Reasearch Assistant for CARBON IDEOLOGIES
Trust me, I know I’m lucky. Once upon a time, I was a college kid in the Nineties reading William…
“Everything Was Cliché and Nothing Hurt,” an essay by Alaina Symanovich
Paint this scene: imbue it with optimistic lighting à la Glee and the stench of yesterday’s cafeteria surprise à la…
Poetry: “when i say fuck men” by Mandy Shunnarah
when i say fuck men i don’t mean the verb that opens legs drops pants commands sex i mean the…
Six Poems from Oliver Baez Bendorf’s THE GOSPEL ACCORDING TO X
*** Oliver Baez Bendorf is the author of The Spectral Wilderness, which won the Stan &…
Three Poems by Kathleen Jones
The Appropriate Cold —for Amy Your death fell with a thud that bruised the rest of us. Now I’m homesick…
“Marvel,” a lyric essay by Jennifer H. Fortin
Why does it bother me when others marvel at what I don’t find wondrous? It has to do with naiveté,…
“An Important Message from a Mysterious Place,” poetry by Meredith Blankinship
If the haunting was a haunting you deserved how do you expect to live without the quietude of my displeasure?…
“Notes from Toledo,” a micro-essay by Megan Martin
We got in a car and drove to Toledo. Toledo felt like bad news. I thought it was just your…
Two Poems by Jim Whiteside
The Waters There is a flood in my mother’s hometown that will wash away more than gravel roads, leave behind…
