A HISTORY OF MEN AT SEA by Jack Wildern
May 4, 2022
Chris said it would be easy. We just had to avoid crashing into the pier when we launched. He liked the sea and I liked getting lost. Taking the boat out to the fort suited us both.
Flash
BEACH BABE by Suzy Eynon
May 2, 2022
On the drive, you read an erotic story in a women’s magazine and try not to picture the dripping peach as your father navigates over sizzling asphalt.
NOTHING’S A SURPRISE by Cory Bennet
April 28, 2022
A key that unlocks many locks is dope but a lock that opens for any key is busted, is how it was explained to me once, but I’m no fucking locksmith. I just liked getting laid.
ISABEL by Min Mai
April 27, 2022
We were scraping the gum off the underside of a desk when she removed her dress, folded it into a square, and rested it on the teacher’s desk. She said simply that she didn’t need the job of cleaning the gum off her clothes too. I stared at her sandy skin exhaling its own heat. I was sad for her: she was loveless.
STAYING CLEAN by Megan Premo
April 20, 2022
The foamless rectangle was greenish-blue, an institutional color, not a tropical one, and it smelled like something meant to clean dishes or toilets or floors, not human hair, not fourteen-year-old girls’ bodies.
DOGMAN IN X PARTS by Alice Maglio
April 18, 2022
Nightstand condom: faint red on latex. Dogman is peeing. I contemplate my residue. Nothing violent about it, just a swift move at an awkward angle. Only now I realize there must be a tear.
THE DISASTER LOTTERY by David Williamson
April 13, 2022
A few years back when I’m twelve and old enough to be alone at home while my parents leave and stay out late, I find some cigarettes and smoke them in the house, then I take two sips each from all the liquor bottles we have in the house, and then I get hit over the head with a premonition that my mom and dad are never coming back home. I move to the front window, the one that I can see the farthest down the road, and I stare out the glass and watch for their car. I focus
FBI JESUS by Kevin Nolan
April 11, 2022
You remember not really understanding the true meaning of Christmas and not worrying for a moment about your ignorance. It didn’t matter. No one ever checked if you knew.
MY FATHER’S HOUSE HAS MANY ROOMS by Todd Clay Stuart
April 6, 2022
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The master bedroom is on the first floor. It has five walls: four of plaster and one of fire that engulfs our mother. We have been told this violates National Fire Protection Association codes and standards.
KEITH HARING’S GHOST PAINTS THE 21ST CENTURY SISTINE CHAPEL IN ONE OF THE TWENTY-PLUS PLACES IN QUEENS WITH THE NAME 𝘑𝘖𝘌’𝘚 𝘋𝘌𝘓𝘐 by J.B. Stone
April 4, 2022
He wasn’t afraid to crack a grin, in the most colorful sweater, a bejeweled crown atop his head, raising a glass of his favorite cocktail to let the world know he is still kicking it, even in death’s hallows.