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воскресенье

the sun sets its sorry self behind the dining hall & the clouds above the roof are pink like gently-used gauze. i close my eyes and try to remember how it feels when things are beautiful. on the widow’s walk … Read More

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The Deads

Tracing creeping, tangling, choking vines swallowing cities whole.

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Nass Recommends: Harvester (1996)

The year is 1996, and video games are turning the children into serial killers, Satanists, and sexual deviants. Enter Harvester, an obscure FMV title developed by DigiFX, which joins a long list of defunct adventure game studios from the 90s. … Read More

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Sun-Drunk on the Terrace, Thinking of Éric

An afternoon of nothing and everything at once.

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Things Left Out in the Sun: Full Design

This week, the Nass forgot it’s sunscreen at home, but we’re fine to shrivel and burn.

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Double Shot

Two friends walk into a café…

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All crows are murdered when the sun goes down

A laptop, a screen door, a sunset, and everything that is.

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Finding God at 35

“She was looking for something not entirely visible, not entirely tangible, not entirely a glow-in-the-dark beetle whose bum lit up, but some kind of reminder that the strange and ephemeral can manifest as physical, biological.”

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Letter from the Editor

Dear reader, As we scatter across the world, some of our writers find peace in the warmth of summer sun, or vitality in the glow of a languid, multicolored evening sky. Others yearn for the relationships that only time and … Read More

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At the Nexus of Almost

Running out the clock on a life before 20.

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Thorn

“Her swiping was formulaic. As the ratio of inked to bare skin–the share of pierced to unblemished–increased, so did her interest. She wasn’t attracted to them, necessarily. She was interested in the way they altered their bodies to mark moments in their lives they deemed significant.”

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Existential Economics

Exploring how Trump’s destruction of trust hurts us all.

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