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The Last Time We Fucked

Jowita Bydlowska -

“It looks like a clinic,” my ex-husband says. “I like it.” “You might want to get some rugs. I have a rug in the basement. It’s...

Four Love Stories

Rebecca Fishow -

I. The Trouble With Language Last night I went to bed thinking that old, endless, quiet thought: I don’t want to ever die. Then, in the...

Jun and the Two Sisters: A Fox Story

Kimberly Wang -

It was late summer, but the clouds refused to part for the sun. The trees clasped their branches overhead, determined to keep Jun in the...

Commensalism

Adam Dickinson -

Methylophilaceae Amber shared a wing. It was in her mouth. She had killed a bird and laid part of it on our...

Tactical Chunders

Courtney Sender -

I am lying on a pillow on the bathroom floor, head pounding, as comfortable as I’m going to get, back against the nice cool porcelain,...

Hunger, Hands, Nails

Anna Cabe -

When Philip told me he was bringing home, not batik or carved figures of orangutans, but a kuntilanak from his two-year Peace Corps stint in Indonesia,...

Souterrain

Helen McClory -

It was now high morning on a bright day in late March, the kind of day when the earth begins to release scents it has...

Today is Cool

Julie Mannell -

I think each time I try to kill myself I don’t actually want to. I emailed Jude through his girlfriend Audrey because Jude had...

At The Rodeo, At The Fair

Cole Nowicki -

The Old Man In The Cowboy Hat made the children put on little pig snouts and aprons that had pink plastic nipples glued all over...

A Dozen Stomachs

Tom Thor Buchanan -

1 A stomach is an organ in a moving body. It is pale pink in colour and shaped like a crooked knuckle. It is able...