Edie Meidav | MODERN PARABLES #1: THEFT

Excerpt from Edie Meidav‘s story collection Kingdom of the Young, out April 11, 2017 from Sarabande Books. Available for pre-order now here. Don’t worry, I didn’t take all the soaps. I didn’t …

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Blair Hurley | The Girl

The girl is dead. Is she a girl? She’s old enough for shimmer lipgloss, for a boyfriend. There she is in photographs, her brother’s arm large on her shoulders, grinning …

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Gabe Bump | Jonah and The Dunk

Excerpt from Gabe Bump‘s forthcoming novel Get Down, Claude. July before I started 8th grade, Paul had this scare. A fuzzy blemish on an x-ray. After tests and hours of chain …

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Bridget Brewer | Moth

Moths died in daylight, nocturnal no longer.  That summer.  It was always one hundred and two degrees.  The moths and their noon wing death.  That summer.  It was hard for …

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Caroline Crew | GULDIZE

Lizzie sits in a room because everything is a room. Right now, the room is a field and the field is corn. The sun is slow and turning the wheat, …

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Zoe Goldstein | Walking Distance

1. The neighbor had upwards of eighty succulents laced around the wood beams of his staircase. You saw him every day watering the plants, sometimes in nothing more than a …

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Fortunato Salazar | I Am Zelda

I am Seth Rogen’s Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, and I’m obsessed with the words “harlequin” and “inquiline.” The caryatid stops by our table one morning and asks if she can …

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Mahreen Sohail | Heat Wave

Early on in the summer, my mother, my father and I ran out of adjectives to describe exactly how hot we were feeling. Then my mother caught depression. Also from …

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Michelle Tea | Black Wave

Excerpt from Michelle Tea‘s novel Black Wave, released in September from Feminist Press. Michelle wasn’t sure when everyone started hanging out at the Albion. She had managed to pass the corner dive …

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Stephanie Wong Ken | Face

INAUGURAL COSMONAUTS AVENUE FICTION PRIZE WINNER After much thought, Pam and I decide to fix our faces. We save up until we can afford what we want and get a …

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Natalie Eilbert | Malignant

No one should ever speak to anyone else if they aren’t willing to risk total exposure. Alex had a nasty habit of twirling her hair, twisting it into beetle-dense knots, …

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Naima Coster | The Spot

We used to come here for driftwood. That was when Sidney first took me in, when I wasn’t sure yet whether or not he was a perv. He kept his …

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Saba Waheed | The Crows

Pamir roared from the bottom of his stomach, clapped loudly, pounded his feet on the ground and screeched, “Keeeeeeek! Keeeeeeek!” But the crows lined up on the power line didn’t …

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Andrew Cothren | West

Ben blows through a stop sign and I say You’re a goddamn jackass Ben. Two states from home and he’s already giving the cops excuses. Turn signals and speed limits …

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T.J. Kurita | Royal Jelly

There were no flowers near the house, no decorative plants. Just grass, cut short enough to kill it in some places and several trees. The grass was edged cleanly along …

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Meredith Alling | Two Stories

Excerpts from Meredith Alling‘s story collection Sing the Song, out November 18, 2016 from Future Tense Books. Available for pre-order now at futuretensebooks.com   Symbiosis I was in a brightly lit …

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Ilana Masad | For Context

Charlie really wasn’t stalking her. Really. It took daily talking-to-self to convince Charlie of that, but Charlie knew. This wasn’t stalking. This wasn’t the first time they’d had this conversation. …

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Mika Taylor | The Botanist

She planted a single seed in each of his ears while he slept, tweezing in the first, then waiting patiently for him to turn. They weren’t seeds she could readily …

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Sarah Brown | Lessons from the Sea

Out where we’re from, anything unpredictable is female. Countries, weather, the sea. “She’s gonna be some hot,” Henry would say when we climbed aboard in the wee hours. Or “some …

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Katherine Fustich | Michelle

When it’s hot, I think of Michelle. Usually, when she crosses my mind, I’m filled with a regret that makes my pores sizzle with dread. For that reason, I try …

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Gregory Sullivan | Coyotes

When we came upon Number 15 the last time, he’d already been killed, having been shot fatally by local law enforcement in a Northwest Georgia carpet-manufacturing city, which had been …

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Julia Chan | Stinging nettle

She grips the handle of her suitcase hard, so hard her fingers begin to cramp. The wave of passengers buoys her toward Arrivals. A sudden intestinal twist in the corridor …

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Erin Khar | David

I woke up this morning thinking about David. I woke up this morning, next to Graham, my sleeping husband, thinking about David. I woke up this morning, next to Graham, …

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Sandra Alland | Toronto

These are the things that have changed about Toronto since I left it. There are about 239 new identical 25-floor condos, where young urban dwellers buy overpriced apartments called ‘cubes,’ …

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Rachel Hall | After All

In her last days, when they no longer try to lure her from her narrow bed, she hears singing, lullabies like those her mother sang to her in Ladino or …

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Yma Johnson | La Gringa Negra

I hurry down the sloping street towards dealers who stand like raptors, eyes glowing in the half light of nightfall. The wall behind them is covered in gang graffiti; gold …

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Erica Peplin | Perfect Couple

I had an aunt and uncle whose lives were perfect. They sent the most beautiful Christmas cards every year. They came in thick envelopes with stamps from foreign countries. It …

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Chelsea Bieker | Any Wonder

After I moved to Oregon, away from California for the first time, Granny came up for a visit. This was a few years ago and I was still living under …

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Lauren Barbato | Salute [May 2014]

The girls had heard from the boys that the boys were looking for the girls. Outside English, History, Spanish class. Inside the gyms, stables, dormitories. For one week only, they …

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Yoss | Super Extra Grande (excerpt)

In a distant future in which humankind has colonized the universe, Dr. Jan Sangan, a veterinarian specializing in extremely large alien organisms, goes spelunking in the bowels of a creature …

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Julia Sternberg | The Gift

She wanted to see the sea lions fed, but when they arrived it was just past noon and the trainers were leaving the ring with empty buckets. The air smelled …

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Rebecca Payne | St. Francis

This is the way he walks: north on Grace to College, east on College to Manning, south on Manning to Dundas, then west on Dundas back to Grace. It’s just …

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Sarah Burgoyne | Nobody Coming

At the top of her journey, Johanna cracked a lager. She was thirteen and thinking of the beautiful sea. The smothering western sea. The concrete stoop leading down to it …

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Amy Feltman | Turnip

It wasn’t assault, exactly. Or maybe it was. Either way it happened quickly. It stopped. Tree-scales scraped barkily against the cotton of her tee-shirt. The boy was walking away. Willa’s …

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Amanda Boyle | Waste

One drink in and she was laughing. It felt like she hadn’t laughed in a long time, but she was always laughing one drink in, and she drank more than …

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Emily Jungmin Yoon | Anamnesis

My mother was a haenyo: she dove into cold waters for seaweed, abalone, sea urchin, and other things. My fifth year of elementary school holds my first memory of contemplating …

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Genevieve Hudson | Skatepark

The summer after my first year at the new school was homage to the skateboard. Girls walked right up to the edge of the wooden ramps to watch us. Naomi …

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Kenan Orhan | All the Baklanov Men

Dad yelled at the same boxy TV he’d been yelling at since 1976. Traktor Chelyabinsk didn’t score in the first two periods. Kuzyetznov hadn’t played well. I had moved on …

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A. Igoni Barrett | Blackass

Furo Wariboko awoke this morning to find that dreams can lose their way and turn up on the wrong side of sleep. He was lying nude in bed, and when …

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Courage | Courtney Sender

ONCE I dated a boy named courage. I should have kissed him a hundred thousand more times. . THE BOY named courage told me, “I wanted my life to look …

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Seo Hajin | Sugar or Salt

*translated from Korean “H, do you remember me?” a man on the other end of the phone asked. His tone was cautious, as if he hoped I would remember him …

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Pia Juul | The Murder of Halland

[vc_row row_type=”row” use_row_as_full_screen_section=”no” type=”full_width” angled_section=”no” text_align=”left” background_image_as_pattern=”without_pattern” css_animation=””][vc_column][vc_column_text] Excerpted from The Murder of Halland Translation by Martin Aitken 1 The night before, we sat in the living room. I had a coffee; …

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Kim Kyung-uk | The Runner

Excerpted from God Has No Grandchildren Translated from the Korean by Kang Sunok When Eun-jae called, I was jerking off in an attempt to lift my spirits. I was feeling …

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Hannah Rahimi | Elegance

A month after they married, Kevin found a job. “What a relief,” he said, and everyone agreed, though it was only a year-long contract. It meant relocating to Indiana. When …

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Thomas Fox | The Pitch

Ninety-­three. I’d sent SAINTS IN A YELLOW FIELD to 93 literary agents before getting a come­hither reply. Eleven politely declined at the outset. Six requested the full manuscript before sending …

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Tom Thor Buchanan | Windhoek

On the street a man reached out and touched my father’s shoulder. “Sir! Hey Sir! Sir!” he said to my father. When my father turned to face him the man …

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Nelly Alard | Couple Mechanics

translated from the French by Adrianna Hunter People were “bridging” Ascension Day with the weekend and taking the Friday off. Neither Juliette nor Olivier was working. And the children didn’t …

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Annabel Graham | Bad Cat

I am cleaning out my father’s office. A room frozen in time since his accident. His cell phone still on the charger, papers still in the fax machine where he …

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Matthew Hooton | But Icarus

The day Josh flew, he stood face and hands supine at the cliff’s edge for what felt like hours, as if his palms and scrawny ten-year-old body were absorbing the …

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Nikita Nelin | Soldiers

  During the war they spit and shit and peed in a metal container with rubber clamps at its sides as the turret of their tank scanned the burning fields …

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Frankie Barnet | Rot

First the town was because of the port, people brought things and then other people left with other things. But then very quickly other ports opened, and these were bigger …

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Melanie Manuel | Blessed Bill

  Listen- Buffalo Bill has a secret. He’s dying. All day, too many times to count, he finds a way back to our travel wagon where I witness his struggle …

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Kim Chinquee | One-Piece

  It’s a one-piece I found from one of those Halloween shops that are suckers for people like me who haven’t found the time to go out of their way …

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Geoffrey Line | Goodbye, Tink

    Like a penny into a fountain, she fell from the top deck of a cruise ship into the black Caribbean. Tink, poor Tink, prepubescent, precocious, ten-year-old Tink, the …

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Andrew Simpson | Vrnjacka Banja

  Sophia read something on the internet about people who were in love who engraved their names on locks and attached the locks to bridges and then threw away the …

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Meg Pokrass | The Seller

  You feel sick about it. You don’t say it in the letter, but you are annoyed with your boyfriend for not recognizing a deal even though you made it …