• Notes on Writing a Novel
  • Notes on Writing a Novel

STORY OF THE WEEK

Burnice

Often O’mama started talking right as I came in the door, and I knew she’d been “remembering” since the last time I was there.

POEM OF THE WEEK

Alderaan

The towns died as quickly as a single house, a house like ours, lit gold within, with chairs and beds and a table and children.

POETRY CONTEST OPENS SOON

We’re seeking works from new and emerging poets as well as from established ones. All entries are considered for publication.

Please see the Guidelines.

30 WONDERFUL POEMS

Conversations with Death

I hardly even got a chance yet to begin. Still haven’t ridden the Mad Sheikh’s Final Word or felt the world’s thorniest Dwarf.

FICTION

FICTION

FICTION

FICTION

In That Time

Hemingway took another drink of wine. “You should try this in the morning sometime. Like fuel for an engine.” He looked at me. “Isn’t that right, partner?”

FICTION

Talinda

That was a year ago, before I became this wretched person. A woman sleeping with her best friend’s husband, a woman waiting to take over a life.

FICTION

White Houses

We kept ourselves to ourselves, and mostly people thought of us whatever people think of middle-aged ladies and that’s all.

FICTION

FICTION

MASTER CLASS

FICTION

Let Him Go On, Mama

He was coming, bringing the storm with him, as if dragging it up from someplace downstream.

FICTION

Wanting

What appears to be chance is just obscurity, perhaps. You don’t know the connections between things, as a fly blundering into a spider’s web.

MASTER CLASS

POETRY

POETRY

POETRY

POETRY

To the Dirt Which in Time Will Consume Us All

I love scientists. They’re trying their hardest. And they just want love.

POETRY

Grass Moon and Other Poems

I’m on my way to myself, that’s what all the people who want me to be alive keep saying.

POETRY

Legacies

“i want chu to learn how to make rolls” said the old woman proudly but the little girl didn’t want to

POETRY

POETRY

POETRY

POETRY

The Mercy
of Pronouns

The large difficulty of mercy is that it’s full of people moving and sometimes you are not one of them.

POETRY

Iscariot and
Other Poems

Sun sweetened and assessed for juice, lye licked and pressed into a bruise, a black girl is a curious thing.

POETRY

Prank and
Other Poems

The first period bell fell like a wreck in the rain as I left homeroom and saw two boys running with a nunchuck and chain.

POETRY

POETRY

NARRATIVE OUTLOUD

POETRY

Denaturalization:
An Elegy for Mr. Vaishno Das Bagai, an American

One day her husband’s blood would mount the most vicious testimony against him.

POETRY

Respectability and Other Poems

How long since one’s expression creased with hint of rebellion; conquest demands its cohesions.

NARRATIVE OUTLOUD

Crossing Borders

That is the whole idea that I want to crack. We’re around you more than you want to credit us for.

NONFICTION

NONFICTION

NONFICTION

NONFICTION

Shirt

Shit. That particular word in chalk was the first gauntlet thrown down in a battle of dire consequence, a flare in the night sky.

NONFICTION

The Dress

My daughter and I visited an upscale bridal shop. When we told the saleslady that my daughter was nineteen, she blinked but held her tongue.

NONFICTION

Bats

They sleep all day. At night, they leave the attic. We never see them. They do good things for us, the bats. But we do not want them there.

iPOEMS

iPOEMS

iPOEMS

Erratica

I will keep sending you a dozen dead horses until you accept my steepest pathologies.

iPOEMS

A Center

If others think you are insignificant, that’s because you haven’t held on long enough.

Cleave

Our entire house could fit into this gap no father or grandfather could explain.

iSTORIES

iSTORIES

iSTORIES

iSTORIES

Callbacks

The casting assistant dismissed us. As we left, the callbacks lined up to learn the choreography.

iSTORIES

The Matador and
the Bull

If, on your deathbed, you want to watch a lighthearted movie, don’t let me pick the film.

iSTORIES

The Getaway

Found a recipe for an instant vacation. Milliseconds to get there, and seconds to stay.

FALL CONTEST WINNERS

FALL CONTEST WINNERS

FALL CONTEST WINNERS

FALL CONTEST WINNERS

My First Boy

That first boy was a friend, someone I liked as a friend, whom I never considered, even for a second, as more than a friend. His name was Paul.

FALL CONTEST WINNERS

Totality

The moment between light and total solar eclipse was like the only breath you’d ever draw where everything became illuminated.

FALL CONTEST WINNERS

Izola

I thought about her question. Well, I guess it’s true that nothing here in Slovenia has been as different as the differences I’ve seen elsewhere.

N30B WINNERS
First Place


Second Place


Third Place

N30B WINNERS
First Place

Rein

one time, yeye died & I couldn’t get him back. could only watch the metal twitch, the jumper cables moan. I wanted to eat fish. I wanted a quick fix.


Second Place

Five and
Other Poems

I am watching the light under the door for my parents’ feet. I am going to sleep. The chair at my desk turns into something you wouldn’t like.


Third Place

Lullaby

Whistle of a train breaking from the floorboards, music of wet cement, sweet Black and Mild through a vent, and this is not the end, but it is almost the end.

CARTOONS

CARTOONS

CARTOONS

CARTOONS

Cartoon Art Volume 2018-03

Great new toons by Pat Byrnes, Brendan Loper, Drew Panckeri, Mick Stevens, and P. C. Vey.

CARTOONS

Cartoon Art Volume 2018-02

New laughs from Pat Byrnes, Kaamran Hafeez, Mary Lawton, David Sipress, and Mick Stevens.

CARTOONS

Cartoon Art Volume 2018-01

New art and humor from Bob Eckstein, Corey Pandolph, Ellis Rosen, Julia Suits, and P. C. Vey.