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11 07, 2017

Melissa Moorer | It was never like this, it was always like this


My room was just as messy as I remembered it, books and papers all over the floor, crushing the bed under their weight. This whole thing was getting farther and farther away from the story I’d written and I wasn’t sure how to get it back. Where was he anyway?

Melissa Moorer | It was never like this, it was always like this2018-01-06T16:08:58-04:00
11 07, 2017

Seyward Goodhand | What Bothers a Woman of the World


First of all the name of the creature who follows me around: Agvagvat. Watching my mouth in the mirror call her, “Hey, Agvagvat,” I can’t stand it—Agvagvat isn’t an attractive word to say. When my mouth makes those guppy sounds I look very middle aged.

Seyward Goodhand | What Bothers a Woman of the World2017-07-17T16:11:25-04:00
11 07, 2017

Kristin Vuković | Barren


In Marko and Ana’s living room in Astoria hung a framed piece of Paška čipka—Pag lace—attached to a piece of creased cerulean paper. Last year when they were packing their bags to leave Croatia, Marko told Ana not to put it in her suitcase but she was hurried and stuffed everything in.

Kristin Vuković | Barren2017-07-17T02:03:30-04:00
30 05, 2017

Tiny Tunes | Rosie Accola


Lately I’ve been thinking about being on the radio. In college, I hosted a late night show with a friend, which meant we spent each week combing the internet and pulling records, then choosing songs until each set reflected a glimmer of our lives.

Tiny Tunes | Rosie Accola2018-12-31T10:27:12-04:00
5 05, 2017

Tiny Spills | Aziza Barnes


Your rituals (writing or not): fuck. a LOT OF THINGS. one i’ll share: I got these prayer beads. when i’m stressy or just awake, i count each bead (112) out loud.

Tiny Spills | Aziza Barnes2018-12-31T10:28:08-04:00
4 05, 2017

Will Frazier | Poetry


As an evening like this when the final hour of light you’ve seen more often painted—indirect glaze softening stone, spires—is also porno pink

Will Frazier | Poetry2018-12-10T22:41:07-04:00
4 05, 2017

Sarah Jordan | Poetry


I don’t know maybe I thought I was turning into him. into a dream of youth. I don’t remember having one. I’m going to ask god to give me back my childhood. I don’t remember having one.

Sarah Jordan | Poetry2018-12-10T22:53:41-04:00
2 05, 2017

Jon-Michael Frank | Poetry


I dump my kool-aid on the lichen the galaxy looks like a flushed toilet I feel closest to people I love when I imagine them dying head juices soaking [...]

Jon-Michael Frank | Poetry2018-12-27T01:42:14-04:00
2 05, 2017

beyza ozer | Poetry


THE 52-HERTZ WHALE whistles to no one in particular. This means there is no difference between him crying or him asking for help.

beyza ozer | Poetry2018-12-27T01:42:26-04:00
2 05, 2017

Andy Nicole Bowers | Poetry


Berlinde De Bruyckere I am thinking of your mind sculpting the carcass as raw matter, slumped heap from which meaning must be freed— of your hands inside the wreckage [...]

Andy Nicole Bowers | Poetry2018-12-27T01:42:23-04:00
2 05, 2017

Andrea Abi-Karam | Poetry


COMPLEX DESIRE like the white couch in a room full of mirrors COMPLEX DESIRE like saying i love u in a red pleather jumpsuit COMPLEX DESIRE like fucking the [...]

Andrea Abi-Karam | Poetry2018-12-10T23:11:04-04:00
2 05, 2017

Amy Lawless | Poetry


I Saved Latin, What Did You Ever Do? I called to say we have two lives and only one of them is real - Camille Rankine Ever talk to [...]

Amy Lawless | Poetry2018-12-27T01:25:07-04:00
2 05, 2017

Omar Sakr | Nonfiction


When the girls started to stand apart, trying to hijab their modesty, we saw jamarāt all around us, & lined our hands with bits of rock to hurl at the devil.

Omar Sakr | Nonfiction2018-12-29T12:51:16-04:00
2 05, 2017

Matthew Mastricova | Nonfiction


I was 5’9 and 265 pounds, and my body was a creature I was still, am still, learning to domesticate. Dieting worked until it didn’t. Creating dream books of all the clothes I was too fat to wear worked, until it didn’t. I was tired of changing, of waiting for change, of trying to find the junction of comfort and confidence, of obfuscation and suggestion.

Matthew Mastricova | Nonfiction2018-12-29T12:48:56-04:00
2 05, 2017

Christa Parravani | Nonfiction


We were a family of women watching men kill each other, nothing new. CNN streamed a video on repeat. The luckiest man in Iraq crossed over a bridge that fell to pieces behind him. He looked over his shoulder. A laser-guided bomb had swallowed the bridge whole.

Christa Parravani | Nonfiction2018-12-29T12:47:11-04:00
2 05, 2017

Kimberly King Parsons | The Touch


Born landlocked, the animal trainer had been plagued all his life by whale thoughts. It made no sense. He had never seen one, would never, still his dreams brimmed [...]

Kimberly King Parsons | The Touch2018-11-24T14:16:37-04:00
2 05, 2017

Simone Person | Bunny Man


Sheri shakes me awake. She’s half out of her sleeping bag, a flashlight pressed under her chin. It’s spreading shadows across her fleshy face. Most of her sleepover had [...]

Simone Person | Bunny Man2018-11-24T14:16:33-04:00
2 05, 2017

Kate Jayroe | Office Max


Two weeks ago, we packed our bags and left the civilized world. We moved into an Office Max. One with trouble maintaining full lighting. Downtown. Though it is the [...]

Kate Jayroe | Office Max2018-11-24T14:16:35-04:00
2 05, 2017

Laurel Sharon | Buried Alive


Her parents had moved to a retirement community with low humidity and warm sun. There was tennis and golf, indoor calisthenics and shuffleboard on outdoor courts. There were daily walks [...]

Laurel Sharon | Buried Alive2017-05-05T11:24:53-04:00
2 05, 2017

Kate Axelrod | A Third Party


Charlie breaks up with you over the phone but later you fly to Seattle and insist he do it in person. The initial conversation had gone something like this: You [...]

Kate Axelrod | A Third Party2017-05-06T17:10:10-04:00
2 05, 2017

Asha Thanki | Seven Days


I. On the first day it rains, we smoke in Arif’s basement. The table between us looks like it should be caving under the weight of the elaborate metal-and-clay hookah [...]

Asha Thanki | Seven Days2017-05-06T17:10:34-04:00
2 05, 2017

Richard Chiem | Animal


Before anything else, he realizes he is a person. He has somehow reached this point in his success to consider the question of what is a good person? He is [...]

Richard Chiem | Animal2017-05-06T17:11:25-04:00
2 05, 2017

Matthew Phillp | The Impresario


Alex, suddenly cold and awkward in own his skin, clicked play on Jolene. Once Dolly was well into her desperate plea, he moved away from his desk through the leaning [...]

Matthew Phillp | The Impresario2017-05-06T17:11:27-04:00
2 05, 2017

Aura Xilonen | Gringo Champion (an excerpt)


From THE GRINGO CHAMPION, by Aura Xilonen. Copyright  © 2015 Aura Xilonen Arroyo Oviedo. English translation copyright  © 2016 by Europa Editions, translated by Andrea Rosenberg. First publication 2017 by [...]

Aura Xilonen | Gringo Champion (an excerpt)2017-05-06T17:11:31-04:00
14 04, 2017

Astro Spills | Aries


Complete the sentence, “Being an Aries is like…” Madeleine Maillet: Waking up and realizing today is the day you’re going on a trip and you haven’t packed our bought your ticket [...]

Astro Spills | Aries2017-05-13T15:05:52-04:00
20 03, 2017

Tiny Spills | Larissa Pham


Tabs open on your screen right now: Gmail; Google Drive; the Google doc I’m answering these questions in; another project I’m working on, also a gdoc; “Constructed Worlds” by Elif [...]

Tiny Spills | Larissa Pham2017-05-05T22:16:34-04:00
16 03, 2017

Tiny Spills | Patty Yumi Cottrell


If you had to brag about yourself: For thirty-five years I’ve had perfect vision. Your writer crush: Elizabeth Hardwick in 1979, Fiona Apple Favorite lyric: It was the first part [...]

Tiny Spills | Patty Yumi Cottrell2017-05-05T22:16:52-04:00
11 03, 2017

Jessica Bebenek | Poetry


I AM A WOMAN GIVING BIRTH TO MYSELF excerpted from a long poem in progress I am messy, painful, redundant. Just so you know from the start. I [...]

Jessica Bebenek | Poetry2018-12-10T23:16:05-04:00
11 03, 2017

Tiny Spills | Camonghne Felix


Tabs open on your screen right now: Facebook. Tweetdeck. Three NYT articles. One Fast Company article. One WSJ article. Spotify. The Muse. Tumblr porn. If you had to brag about [...]

Tiny Spills | Camonghne Felix2017-05-05T22:17:04-04:00
7 03, 2017

Jess Pane | Oh, How I Want to Go Home


In the Retreat Club Diner, Bud Howard drank his second morning coffee while watching the morning news on a small television set secured in the corner. The other regulars had [...]

Jess Pane | Oh, How I Want to Go Home2017-03-07T09:57:32-04:00
6 03, 2017

Courtney Preiss | Nonfiction


When dragged against your volition to an improv show, down two whiskeys in ten minutes then point to one of the comedians on stage like Babe Ruth’s called shot.

Courtney Preiss | Nonfiction2018-12-29T12:43:00-04:00
6 03, 2017

Rem + Rom | Nonfiction


The feral twin brothers Rem + Rom come born from the Columbia river delta, fathered by a rogue member of the «Clueless + Lark» expedition + reared by a she-wolf, before morphing into various permutations of Native American hero-twins including Hunahpu + Xbalanque. They currently «ride» A Raft Manifest (Calamari Archive, 2017) + guest-blog about their riding process on

Rem + Rom | Nonfiction2018-12-29T12:41:10-04:00
6 03, 2017

Jesse Ruddock | from Shot Blue


Excerpt from Jesse Ruddock's story collection Shot Blue, out February 20, 2017 from Coach House Books. Available for order now here. Her mother tried to show her how to pack a [...]

Jesse Ruddock | from Shot Blue2018-11-24T14:16:15-04:00
6 03, 2017

Angie Sijun Lou | Jukai


After dusk in Seattle, look for the moon. Sometimes it burns pale fire over the tree line, other times it hangs crookedly nailed to the sky; a slivered hangnail bitten [...]

Angie Sijun Lou | Jukai2017-05-05T22:18:02-04:00
6 03, 2017

Natalia Hero | Poison


  Listen, I know I said I'd go to meetings. I know I said I'd get a sponsor. But I'm busy. My work is my meetings. My work is my [...]

Natalia Hero | Poison2017-05-05T22:30:04-04:00
6 03, 2017

Kristen Arnett | With Teeth


Sitting in the chair means the mouth of it swallows your ass. You don’t take to the chair, it takes to your body and keeps parts after you’ve risen from [...]

Kristen Arnett | With Teeth2017-03-06T16:12:06-04:00
6 03, 2017

Anne Cecelia Holmes | Poetry


INFINITY LOOP I shine like a dying planet and admit the problem. People say nothing can exist without a problem but I am here to challenge assumptions until I [...]

Anne Cecelia Holmes | Poetry2018-12-27T01:29:25-04:00
6 03, 2017

Michelle Betters | Poetry


WATER PARK Blurred on top of water is the image of a father in a pool where there’s also a large snake or in a different pool without a [...]

Michelle Betters | Poetry2018-12-10T23:19:32-04:00
6 03, 2017

MK Chavez | Poetry


Winner of the 2017 CA Poetry Prize judged by Eileen Myles The New White House, Finding Myself Among the Ruins After Barry Ebner’s Monotype 03012416, 1033316, and 0833316 [...]

MK Chavez | Poetry2018-12-10T23:22:09-04:00
6 03, 2017

Skylar Salvatore | Poetry


While You Sleep, Idaho Couer D’Alene, come in alone a motel we slept in with pale yellow walls because of a wildfire on i90. you, wild, and impossible to [...]

Skylar Salvatore | Poetry2018-12-10T23:31:59-04:00
6 03, 2017

Talin Tahajian | Poetry


The not-church is my bedroom & my soft-stained sink. The not-church is everything you, boy, think you know. I’ve seen your books. I’ve seen your pen.

Talin Tahajian | Poetry2018-12-27T01:33:05-04:00
5 03, 2017

Astro Spills | Pisces


 Complete the sentence, “Being a Pisces is like…”  Joe Osmundson: All the feels, all the time.  Always a drive to do creative work.  Deep empathy for loved ones and strangers [...]

Astro Spills | Pisces2017-05-13T15:07:28-04:00
25 02, 2017

Nina Yun | Nonfiction


On cold days, I dream about wearing my socks with warm rice inside so I can walk in them until night, especially on those running days where I am an ice cube under hot water.

Nina Yun | Nonfiction2018-12-29T12:38:24-04:00
23 02, 2017

Tiny Spills | Chiwan Choi


Tabs open on your screen right now: Facebook (never closes). Google docs. Square. Some video where Susan Sarandon is being a total entitled jackass.If you had to brag about yourself: [...]

Tiny Spills | Chiwan Choi2017-05-05T22:18:24-04:00
23 02, 2017

Tiny Spills | Joanna C. Valente


Tabs open on your screen right now: Gmail, Google Docs,, Facebook, Twitter, NY Times, Lit Hub, The Nation, Google Analytics. If you had to brag about yourself: I make [...]

Tiny Spills | Joanna C. Valente2017-05-05T22:18:34-04:00
23 02, 2017

Tiny Spills | Amy Lawless


Tabs open on your screen right now: My email inbox, a Google doc of a new piece, which is a meditation on mountains.  And, I’m looking for boots and [...]

Tiny Spills | Amy Lawless2017-05-05T22:19:04-04:00
20 02, 2017

Tiny Spills | Rowan Hisayo Buchanan


Tabs open on your screen right now: Facebook, the English PEN page, and the hoard of academic articles on JSTOR that I’m promising myself I’ll read this afternoon. If you [...]

Tiny Spills | Rowan Hisayo Buchanan2017-05-05T22:19:14-04:00
20 02, 2017

Tiny Spills | Alexandra Naughton


Tabs open on your screen right now: Two work emails (Yahoo and Outlook), my personal Gmail, rare book seller (looking at a folklore dictionary that I used to read during [...]

Tiny Spills | Alexandra Naughton2017-05-05T22:19:16-04:00
16 02, 2017

Tiny Spills | Sassafras Lowrey


Tabs open on your screen right now: (I'm guilty of lots of open tabs): Amazon confirmation order for purchasing dog books and nail polish strips, NYT article about Donald Trump dropping [...]

Tiny Spills | Sassafras Lowrey2017-05-05T22:19:33-04:00
15 02, 2017

David Olimpio | Nonfiction


There is a photo of me holding that analog alarm clock. Smiling. It is Christmas morning. I am in a red and blue flannel robe. My two front teeth are missing. I am six years old. It is 1979.

David Olimpio | Nonfiction2018-12-29T12:37:00-04:00
12 02, 2017

Tiny Spills | xTx


Your writer crush: Roxane Gay Favorite lyric: "Your father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies, While you and your mother were asleep in the trailer park.’ Oh Comely, Neutral Milk [...]

Tiny Spills | xTx2017-05-05T22:19:43-04:00
12 02, 2017

Tiny Spills | Precious Okoyomon


Tabs open on your screen right now: This Morgan Parker essay, capes on etsy for toy poodles, this bianca stone poem , watching the L word on netflix If you [...]

Tiny Spills | Precious Okoyomon2017-05-05T22:18:55-04:00
12 02, 2017

Chris Ames | Gutting a Pale Fish


Gutting a pale fish with my father, the strongman. He turns it in his hands once, twice, plops it on the chopping block, belly up. Swallows the air. The thing [...]

Chris Ames | Gutting a Pale Fish2017-05-05T22:20:05-04:00
12 02, 2017

Sarah Gerard | Nonfiction


Vitamins from fruits and vegetables are concentrated most densely in the stems. Eating the raw stem of a zucchini is more beneficial to your health than eating all the other parts, cooked or uncooked.

Sarah Gerard | Nonfiction2018-12-29T12:31:53-04:00
12 02, 2017



. 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 [...]

Edie Meidav | MODERN PARABLES #1: THEFT2017-05-05T22:20:11-04:00
12 02, 2017

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 [...]

Blair Hurley | The Girl2017-05-05T22:20:38-04:00
12 02, 2017

Ridwan Tijani | Capital Discourses


Roland was a Marxist—probably the only Marxist in Lagos or even the whole country, he was sure. He believed that there was a “ruling class” in Nigeria and he was [...]

Ridwan Tijani | Capital Discourses2017-02-13T13:31:31-04:00
12 02, 2017

Matt Erickson | Nonfiction


Several years ago, an image of a drawn face circulated furtively through the internet — a slightly balding man with ample eyebrows over wideset child eyes, a slugshaped mouth

Matt Erickson | Nonfiction2018-12-29T12:27:15-04:00
12 02, 2017

Interview | Doretta Lau


Doretta Lau’s short story collection How Does a Single Blade of Grass Thank the Sun? provides a feeling of homecoming. The stories take place between Vancouver, New York, and Hong [...]

Interview | Doretta Lau2017-03-24T23:12:20-04:00
30 01, 2017

Tiny Spills | Anna Noyes


Tabs open on your screen right now: “The Growing Legend of Shirley Jackson,” an interview with Ruth Franklin and Doug Gordon at Electric Literature. If you had to brag about [...]

Tiny Spills | Anna Noyes2017-05-05T22:20:34-04:00
30 01, 2017

Tiny Spills | Kima Jones


Tabs open on your screen right now: Several Google Drive documents, Google Calendar, Facebook, Twitter, Mailchimp, OkCupid and two Gmail accounts. If you had to brag about yourself: I am [...]

Tiny Spills | Kima Jones2017-05-05T22:18:43-04:00
30 01, 2017

Tiny Spills | Alana Massey


Tabs open on your screen right now: - Youtube Video "Music for Effective Studying- Easy Studying Music- Beautiful Study Music- Easy Smooth Inspirational" - Twitter - Google Drive Folder- "Alana [...]

Tiny Spills | Alana Massey2017-05-05T22:05:14-04:00
30 01, 2017

Tiny Spills | Jayson P. Smith


Tabs open on your screen right now: Pantone's Color of The Year (It's "Greenery"), Chani Nicholas Horoscopes, Lorelei Black's website, Antwawn Sargent's interview w/ Arthur Jafa, Fred Moten's Lunch Ticket [...]

Tiny Spills | Jayson P. Smith2017-05-05T22:05:14-04:00
30 01, 2017

Tiny Spills | Amelia Gray


Tabs open on your screen right now: Isadora Duncan autobiography "My Life" // Gmail // Google Calendar // Google Drive // Chase Year-End Summary // Google Finance // Facebook // [...]

Tiny Spills | Amelia Gray2017-05-05T22:05:14-04:00
15 01, 2017

Faith Adiele | Nonfiction


Try to imagine leaving a 19-year-old boy, a British subject, and returning independent, a 32-year-old man educated to rule. His heart, still strong then, swelled at the possibilities: Nigeria is indeed a new place! You have no conception of the degree of change and conflict. What took Britain or the US 100 years to achieve is taking [us] less than five!

Faith Adiele | Nonfiction2018-12-29T12:26:18-04:00
15 01, 2017

Tiny Spills | Sara Jaffe


Tabs open on your screen right now: -"Artist sketchbooks" Google search (for teaching) Article from Portland weekly Willamette Week about how the Portland NAACP pulled out of the upcoming Women's [...]

Tiny Spills | Sara Jaffe2017-05-05T22:05:14-04:00
15 01, 2017

Tiny Spills | Caroline Crew


Tabs open on your screen right now: eBay search for “first class relics,” lesson plans, a science experiment for children on how to see an afterimage, Audre Lorde’s “Afterimages,” Wikipedia [...]

Tiny Spills | Caroline Crew2017-05-05T22:05:14-04:00
15 01, 2017

Tiny Spills | Bhanu Kapil


Tabs open on your screen right now: Blogger. I am designing a blog for a studio art class I am teaching this semester at Naropa: Shrine, Ritual, Installation. Also, Twitter. [...]

Tiny Spills | Bhanu Kapil2017-05-05T22:05:14-04:00
15 01, 2017

Tiny Spills | Catherine Lacey


Tabs open on your screen right now: No tabs open. If you had to brag about yourself:  I will call the 1-800 number for you because I know how much [...]

Tiny Spills | Catherine Lacey2017-05-05T22:05:14-04:00
15 01, 2017

Tiny Spills | Ottessa Moshfegh


Tabs open on your screen right now: Gmail, Hulu paused on "Inside Amy Schumer." If you had to brag about yourself: I do it all the time, I'm told... I'm [...]

Tiny Spills | Ottessa Moshfegh2017-05-05T22:05:15-04:00
15 01, 2017

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 [...]

Gabe Bump | Jonah and The Dunk2018-11-24T14:16:14-04:00
14 01, 2017

Fisayo Adeyeye | Poetry


HOW TO READ RED I want weaker bones. To keep from confessing to the toilet bowl. Unfortunately, as a child initiated through violence. Unfortunately, as a child initiated. Unfortunately [...]

Fisayo Adeyeye | Poetry2018-12-10T23:50:47-04:00