Explore

46

I don’t want fiction. What I want is truth. Or someone’s version of it.

A Secret Space

Two weeks after she and Mark were married, Hannah fell in love.

A Small Hotel

The allure of Mardi Gras is to feel this way: unseen and unseeable.

A Windfall

She flicked a bit of citrus on her tongue. Her laugh was hard and high.

Alimony

I’m mourning in the armpits of a lover we once called a family friend.

Amazement

He fell to the floor and begged the gods. The gods were silent.

Ann Beattie

As Good as Could Be

I didn’t trust her. Relationships like ours aren’t built on trust.

At the Center of the Sailing World

Suddenly, all of the past seemed now like the same endless race.

Babylon Sister

Ah, yes, Rita reminded herself: I won. Her Mistress of Mayhem award.

Badger Mountain

Keely finally stops crying when they step outside. The shock of cold.

Beautiful Daughters

I hate it here, but I’ll make the best of it, because that’s what mothers do.

Birds of a Lesser Paradise

I looked out at the busy world, and I saw nothing but its ugly bones.

Brave Morsels

I’m the one with the most crumbs, little bits of salad or fudge.

Break Room

Creating so many mail merges, loading ink, unjamming paper.

Bruce (Bandanaed)

My spirit twinkles like tea lights above a backyard patio in 1950s Queens.

Cartoon Art Volume 2013-01

New cartoons from Glen LeLievre, Liza Donnelly, and more!

Cartoon Art Volume 2013-04

Cartoon Art Volume 2013-07

Liza Donnelly

Cello

At the moment we were having that conversation, she already knew.

Certain Friends for Certain Secrets

It was like a scene in a movie; it didn’t seem real. The man kicked her.

Certainty

Arnold’s daily life was a race between money and death.

Choteau

People only see that side of him. He is still a boy, learning to be a man.

Cooking Pasta for My Parents

There’s nothing left to do but crush the garlic, check the water on the stove.

Data Ecosystem Products

Did you hear about the candidate who grabbed Hugh’s dick?

Dear Fox

The mistake you make with this man is, you wait around for him.

Dear John and Other Poems

Please look away from Mars dangling so angry in so much darkness.

Dim Lighting at the Afterparty

I was creating art instead of counting beans like everyone else.

East House

She’s young and lovely in a mad, disheveled way, and hard to resist.

Eastern Wind

“Why, Ma? I don’t understand. I just don’t want you to be alone.”