New Poems by David Dixon: “Last Night, I Dreamed of the Korengal;” “Look at This Thing We’ve …
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New Poetry by Almyr Bump: “Plowing Water”
New poem by Almyr Bump: “Plowing Water”
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New Poetry by Luis-Lopez Maldonado: “Virus Como Chocolate” and “Pancho Villa, Cesar Chavez y Luis Lopez Madonado”
New poetry by Luis-Lopez Maldonado: “Virus Como Chocolate” and “Pancho Villa, Cesar Chavez y Luis L…
New Fiction from Andrew Snover: Dana and the Pretzelman
The Pretzelman died yesterday. He was shot on his corner half a block from his home, and if he has family they’ll pil…
New Poetry by Todd Heldt: “This Is A Drill, This Is Only A Drill” and “Suffer The Children”
ACTION IS PRETTY / image by Amalie Flynn This is a drill. This is only a drill. They voted to abolish history.…
New Fiction by L.W. Smolen: “Dirty-Rotten”
Where mom and dad and me used to live in the Haight, from the brush in the empty lot across his street, with a BB gun…
New Poetry from Sam Ambler: “Gnats” and “Made Him Strong”
GNATS Evening fire sparking over Sutro’s rim, igniting cirrus dragons drifting away from the sun. Jules and I, enthra…
Poetry by Amalie Flynn + Images by Pamela Flynn: “#150,” “#151,” “#152,” “#153”
SPIDER / 150 Thick in Louisiana swamps Atchafalaya Basin Hot cypress shooting out Stretching in that bayou Where pipe…
New Poetry by Maggie Harrison: “Clutch and Bless”
my heart is a raspberry juicy yet taut fragile temporal eat it now before it degrades and leaves a tasteless p…
New Fiction from Brian Castner: The Troll
John Gurdenson’s legs weren’t what they used to be, and though the veteran charged hard on the forecheck, he was slow…
New Nonfiction: Soft Target
When I was nineteen years old, in 2016, I joined the Canadian Armed Forces (CAF). I sat at my family’s kitchen table,…
New Poetry from Liam Corley
In Which I Serve as Outside Reader on General Petraeus’s Dissertation [The current version of the Army’s Field …
New Essay by Patrick Medema: Being Acquainted with Violence
I was in junior high the first time my friend was bullied. This was during the late 1990s, before we could maliciousl…
New Fiction by Helen Benedict: WOLF SEASON
STORM The wolves are restless this morning. Pacing the woods, huffing and murmuring. It’s not that they’re hungry; Ri…