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Interview: @GuyInYourMFA
By James Tate Hill One successful author once called Master of Fine Arts programs silly things, adding that finding one’s voice was a simple as looking inside one’s throat. This author had not...
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Paul Crenshaw In junior high we were always calling each other cocksucker or queer, dickhead or dumbfuck, standing in the locker room waiting for the showers, our thin chests stuck out, chins raised in...
View ArticleThe White Girl Comes Back to Life
Reem Abu-Baker She is not dusty when I find her under the bed. Her arms and legs fold in toward her middle, like she was stuffed quickly beneath the box springs. Pinkish scars rise where I took a...
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Interview: Kyle Muntz
Interview by Edward J. Rathke Kyle Muntz is the author of four novels, most recently Green Lights (CCM 2014), and also the writer/designer of The Pale City, an independently produced role playing...
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Danielle LaVaque-Manty The first thing Josie lost through the portal—and the only thing ever to slip through while Steven was home—was a cup of coffee. Just the cup, upending itself; so much for her...
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Cara Dempsey First things first, take a sip and take a seat around the stump. Cheers. Now, this is your cup and this is your hammer. See the nails sticking out of the stump? Your nail is the one...
View ArticleWe Who Love the Non-Survivors Are Left With Different Questions
Janet Frishberg This essay was inspired by Melissa Chandler’s fictional story “Considering They Lived,” which can be found here. That morning, was he wearing a pair of boxers we bought at Gap, with...
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Jonny Diamond Please choose one question from each of the following sections. Your answers will allow for safe and secure identity verification and/or password retrieval, should your account...
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Marie Manilla Doo Fly Waller stood at the front door of the Barclay house on Washington Square fingering one of the Blood Fruit Orchard calling cards his father had had printed last week. The front...
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Ben Hogwood Looking back at the first time, I would say, yes, probably my fault. I should have been able to tell the difference between expired ranch dressing and unexpired ranch dressing, and I...
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Kat Solomon Decades of children and always the same drawing. A square and a triangle are a house. Circles for heads. The torsos present the most variation, depending on the artistic inclinations of the...
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Book Review: Does Not Love by James Tadd Adcox
Reviewed by Marc Schuster Does Not Love, James Tadd Adcox Curbside Splendor ISBN-13: 978-1940430232 $14.95, 200 pages In Does Not Love, James Tadd Adcox holds his characters at a...
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David Morris I’m sure you saw the photo. You might have been horrified. Or at least a little disturbed. The photographer, who followed the police into the bedroom, lucked out and captured the girl...
View ArticleSnake Charming for the Next Generation
Kendra Fortmeyer There is a snake on your desk. It is your first day of work. You are alone after a morning of team-building exercises, which you spent sweating into the armpits of a borrowed shirt....
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Meredith Alling It is among the worst discoveries I’ve ever made: that the ice in the cooler has melted and the fried chicken is ruined. The melted ice water is chicken water. It looks just terrible....
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Anne Riesenberg Tina Schweitzer’s* grandmother’s Boston Terrier’s testicles hang like bruised fruit under his tail. Tina calls them “balls,” but I won’t, can’t, don’t call them anything. We sit on the...
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Book Review: What Happened Here by Bonnie Zo Bell
Reviewed by Michelle Newby What Happened Here, Bonnie ZoBell Press 53 ISBN: 978-1-941209-00-4 $17.95, 174 pages In 1978, a Pacific Southwest Airlines jet and a Cessna collided in...
View ArticleThe Digital_Suitor (Part I)
August Evans You meet the Digital_Suitor on [insert dating website here]. The Digital_Suitor suggests you switch to e-mail. The Digital_Suitor’s e-mail address is the name of his ex-dog. The...
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August Evans “No,” he writes. “I’m sorry. I don’t think the phone is such a good idea. I don’t want to race to the finish line, remember?” That’s bullshit! you want to reply. It’s been two months. Fuck...
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August Evans By the time you finish the letter, you are sobbing uncontrollably, hot, curative tears that drip, forming a small puddle on your writing slab. The note is truly the most lovely document...
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