Category: Online Issue Pieces

The Case Against Dr. Smetana

-Dr. Smetana teaches no courses. In his entire tenure, he has taught exactly one: a Fall 2002 introductory survey titled “Eromathematics: Machines in Love.” The department file lists twelve...

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Otron and His Dark Horse

Sometimes, I feel like writing my own obituary. I grab hold of a bottle and spin in circles, the living room’s recessed lighting hiding the wrinkles on my sleep deprived face. Later, I jump off the...

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[obscenity for the advancement of poetry #6]

Poetry kathryn l. pringle

there’s a stitch in my rib it is mobile it has been there for a week it is hard not to lie

down with a stitch / secure all the rooms / sleep in front...

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Without smoke, you fill my throat with smoke. I taste the flames shimmy across my tongue’s meridian. You are not one of the tastes it is programmed to process. You replace my breath. I exhale you...

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Too alive to it, too aware of it. How it fits in mine but does not resemble my own. An animal’s hand. The one thing no one else wanted. She asks me to help her and her idiot son down the wet...

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Poetry Emily Kendal Frey

You are stringing arrows by a lilac bush

Every time I forget a person my body apologizes

Bad night of dreaming

The rows of devils thick as trash...

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Poetry Josh Fomon

In the current cycle of this hollow

ground there is a spring

where you hide blue

and in the mud. ...

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Driving Home Through Virginia

Poetry Adam Day

Black-backed, black-masked cardinal

burning on a branch. Season of ice: sense that nothing

is quite solid –...

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You’ll See My Design Inside a Lemon

Poetry Julia Cohen

You leave marks in

the dirt & that’s my pattern, ants

swarming a cut potato...

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From the Other End of the Speculum

Nonfiction Sharon DeBartolo Carmack

Dr. Sweeney had summoned Coroner Edmund Rawson to Mrs. Bird’s boarding house because Eliza was in a “dying state.” Dr. Sweeney told him that...

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