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THE LIST by Annie Delmedico

June 5, 2023

In movies, the end of the world makes everyone care about the right things, right when the right things are about to be gone. Not me. I want my money.

DOING VERY WELL! by Tippy Rex

May 31, 2023

It was cold on the floor, I confess, but I thought it was OK. Since he left, I wake up every morning and marvel at all the me-warmed space on the mattress.

GRAPE, APRICOT, BOTTLE CAP, BONE by Jennifer Murvin

May 29, 2023

Susan who choked to death loved the husband, loved his neighborliness. She loved him from her driveway and windows, front and back yards, day and night dreams.

MAY 24 by Parker Young

May 24, 2023

In order to write, I needed the writing process to disappear. But without the writing process, obviously I wouldn’t be a writer.

CAN’T YOU SEE YOU’RE THE HERO HERE? by Jeffrey Hermann

May 22, 2023

My presentation at the co-working space was a smash, meaning afterward people smashed the windows with rocks.

WEIRD ENOUGH TO BE DANGEROUS by MJ McGinn

May 17, 2023

My 7th grade English teacher was just three toddlers stacked on top of each other. The middle toddler googled every question we asked on an iPhone. You could see it through his shirt, star-bright.

LOVE LETTER by Nick Plett

May 15, 2023

The world felt like something awful impending. June gloom had set in early; Mercury was back in retrograde. Everyone was jittery, uncertain, a little gun shy.

RAINBOWS by Tim Frank

May 10, 2023

A rainbow is feeling down, suicidal even. It takes some pills and a bottle of gin to a park, ready to end it all.

NUMBER 30 by Jonah Sheen Tan

May 8, 2023

I studied the rustle of the stately rain tree when I couldn’t see the blackboard and knew Pollock’s Number 30 before I ever experienced autumn.

A PORTRAIT OF JOHN WAYNE’S COLLARBONE, SELMA BRAUN, 1992 by Will VanDenBerg

May 3, 2023

It's 5:34 am and John Wayne is singing to his horse. The shoot is behind schedule; they've gone all night. Wayne's singing voice will be dubbed over.