by Sophia Katz greg sestero cooked dinner alone in his apartment greg sestero accidentally put a little too much garlic in his pasta sauce greg sestero tweeted about watching ‘the wolf of wall street’ last night greg sestero put the finishing touches on his caprese salad for one greg sestero gets a blowout at aContinue reading “greg sestero’s familiar, habitual behaviors”
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The Moment That Gets Cut Off
by Jeb Ebben The moment that gets cut off, like“I’ve heard so much about you,” she almost finished sayingThe moment stretches on, like“It’s good to finally meet you” On the swing set under the bridgeWhere the gravel grays the scene“Love again,” she almost finished saying Like, did you wonder what it meant for him toContinue reading “The Moment That Gets Cut Off”
Left
by Erin Dorney I left my blanket in the backseat of your car.I left my feather in gate 2B of the airport.I left my nail polish in your mouth,my sewing machine in the mall—I left my bobby pins on the pier.Left my willpower on your sweating neck,my collarbone on the front porch—earrings in the tireContinue reading “Left”
the theory of the universal wavefunction
by Moon Temple on my way to work today i ran into a mailboxnobody saw but i am still embarrassedi have been trying to exist autonomouslymostly that just means i exist millions of miles awaythere are people who believe that every second an infinite number of alternate/parallel universes is born as a result of slightContinue reading “the theory of the universal wavefunction”
J to the Checkout Lane. J to Checkout
by J. Larry “I want to kill myself,”I mumbled in the soft suicideAisle of the CVS.Lay’s are half off, 2 for 1Off myself in half the time, I suppose?And look at these great, fancrafted flavors.Open-casket. Elliott-Smith-ending.I opted for the He-had-so-much-potentialand a bag of Ruffles.I’m a sucker for those ridges.At the checkout,I fell in love withContinue reading “J to the Checkout Lane. J to Checkout”
The Wasteland
by Anthony Khayat Someone handed methe key to the earth once.In three days,it was a smoldering wasteland. I couldn’t be botheredto keep it spinning—used my power to tryto get Firefly backon the air, instead. Another bad decisionto pencil into the star chartmy body’s become. This pound of fatis all the cheeseburgersI didn’t need.This pound ofContinue reading “The Wasteland”
Little Confessionals
by Laurel Dixon Rebecca, sweet dandelion seed, tell mewhere us girls can go when we get tired. The sunis butter-cold and thin today, touching the crownof your yellow hair. The woods are quiet.We play pretend with red berriessmeared on rosy cheeks. I will always be your princebecause I’m taller: the tall girl who doesn’t knowContinue reading “Little Confessionals”
dan’s rib cage
by Paul Christian hogle hall is haunted freshman year was a vortex in the hallwayor the floors were slightly tilted not enough that objects slid off tablesjust enough that our two two-bed bedroom doors wouldtilt enough to close toward one another * a drunk french man from class broke our dvd playermade it so theContinue reading “dan’s rib cage”
I Wish I’d Hugged You Tighter
by Harris Sockel I wish I’d hugged you tighter. I wish I’d hugged you until your spleen came out your throat, and we could hold it between our chests like a baby in a Bjorn. I wish I’d hugged you until I started laughing or having asthma attacks or just breathing heavier. I wish I’dContinue reading “I Wish I’d Hugged You Tighter”
twenty four hours
by Kristie Shoemaker morning; little moths are waking up and kissing each other within my insides. they don’t view this as a prison and neither should you. afternoon; i have your eyes on repeat circling through my head. my body feels like a volcano erupting for the first time in ten thousand years. this spanContinue reading “twenty four hours”
