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The Joke

“Duty spun at the center of Dan’s being. In ancient times, he would have carried Juno across the river, and parted the seas if it meant that one girl with chemically shedding blonde hair would get to live out a childish marriage fantasy.”

by Sierra Stern on April 18, 2024April 18, 2024

Say It Like You Mean It With Your Fists for Once

A Nass writer says it like he means it with his fists for once

by Otto Eiben on April 11, 2024April 11, 2024

Fugue on the Theme of a Name

“He noticed his own language was becoming violently metaphoric. The unseen power of this landscape awakened his mind to un-apprehended combinations of thoughts.”

by Kelsey Wang on April 11, 2024April 11, 2024

Old Friend

“There might still be a picture of me and Sam on his fridge from that year. We’re wearing red caps, all smiles, and holding autographed baseballs in clear plastic cubes.”

by Harry Gorman on April 4, 2024April 6, 2024

La Jolie Sorcière

“As my eyes traced the fabric on the seat, I wondered what bébé Claude would think if he knew we were mingling with his murderer.”

by Arrey Enow on March 28, 2024March 29, 2024

Lost Valley

Lost manuscripts recovered from a cairn in New Mexico.

by Daniel Viorica on March 1, 2024March 24, 2024

Something Different

Bear is late to his Standard Evening Meetup with Rabbit, a Samovar, and the Stars

by Sofiia Shapovalova on March 1, 2024March 1, 2024

Ancestral Burdens

“Oh, Alexita! I thought you were just fat, but I see the baby bulge.” She continued crying as she spoke, drying her tears on Alexandra.”

by Mariana Castillo on March 1, 2024March 1, 2024

A Banlieue Dance

A portrait of the Saint-Denis suburb of Paris, as told through a pickpocketing.

by Alex Norbrook on November 30, 2023

The Head

“The ears had a pinkish color—a real lively color, like if The Head had stepped out in the cold of the previous night and come back in the morning. Simon marveled at the thought that El Chato had really killed this man with a saw.”

by Mariana Castillo on November 11, 2023

Chimp Kid

“I had an itinerary for running away, and I was behind schedule. The sun was catching up.”

by Frankie Solinsky Duryea on September 29, 2023October 5, 2023

Godless

“The smell of age-old dust rushes towards you, as you look and imagine how many were forgiven for their trespasses. Against whom?”

by Sofiia Shapovalova on September 7, 2023


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