Stories
Poem of the Week
I roam the dirt with the law in my teeth, a widower in search of a widow.
Poem of the Week
I roll lactic bubbles under my face with rose quartz, fuck a pillow in sleep.
Poetry
I realized you were my fourth love, and the system was always doomed.
Story of the Week
Daofu was a cluster of lights bubbling up in the belly of a darkened plain.
Poetry
A landscape values people at the level that it values other things.
iPoems
A boat-tailed grackle counts the passing cars from the traffic light.
Readers' Narratives
I found the tumbleweed hanging from the ceiling over her bed.
Poetry
This box is full of wires, energy that moves in ways I can hardly fathom.
Story of the Week
He thought about kissing her. Then he decided that she was just lonely.
Love Story Contest
Interviewer said he had no intention of stealing anything from Subject.
Nonfiction
Together we invented intimacy, both its benefits and its horrors.
Poem of the Week
Unwall the summer in blue threading, gift of someone who loved me.
Story of the Week
I wondered if the coyotes and deer were mourning the loss of Steve.
Fiction
My mother used to cry in church seeing a child walk down the aisle.
Story of the Week
She looked over through the falling snow. “Jack?” she said. “Is that you?”
Story of the Week
It is February in Ukraine. Juliana tells the reporter she just wants to live in her country.
iPoems
May your wife remove her shirt and have an affair with a tornado.
Poetry
Her body is no longer the source of pleasure but constant pain.
Story of the Week
The sounds of Africa exploded around the white men and women.
Poetry
All her sisters have gone to bed, dreaming dreams not like the wakeful.
Fiction
The scent of lighter fluid and tobacco drifted in through the window.
Story of the Week
We know that we were lied to, the disaster was worse than we feared.
Poetry
Let those shadows sift the spirits of their children from the silt.
Fiction
My wife fell in love with a dancer. A woman. I came here to get away.
Fiction
She sips the coffee and thinks about throwing herself off the balcony.
Story of the Week
The neighbors were Ukrainians with bad tempers and owned guns.
Poetry
The doctor said your life will never be the same before she said hello.
Poem of the Week
I let him record me doing it all. I wanted to watch me be a monster.
Poem of the Week
I reach in, blind hand finds what I’ve already seen, only one front foot.
