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You Are Dancing on a Slick Gym Floor

Watch the balloons sway in the center of the slick dance floor. You are here and you are not here, swaying yourself on too-thin heels and much too much mixed drink. Tie your hair back. You’re hopped up on hoping the ending of your night will deliver what the beginning has promised since you fished your junior prom dress out of the dorm closet you’re sure has moths.

by Rachel Stone on November 30, 2013December 8, 2013

Long Answer

“Consider us the Great American Experiment.”

by Cassandra James on July 28, 2020July 28, 2020

Centipede Hz

Animal Collective, collecting, evolving, working through.

by Veronica Nicholson on October 17, 2012March 22, 2013

Alcohol Is My Best Friend

My venti Salted Caramel Mocha Espresso was getting cold in my hand, and didn’t taste the same as it usually did at 8:45am Monday through Friday. Maybe that was because Michelle and Tricia don’t work weekends. So I slowly sipped … Read More

by Bennett Alvaro on November 14, 2012March 22, 2013

Letter from the editor

You can read Hunter S. Thompson’s suicide note if you want but only on Genius Lyrics for some reason and only while 50jitsteppa offers up a studio performance of his track “I Know” in a concurrently playing video. It’s sort … Read More

by Charlie Nuermberger on February 22, 2024

The Ashes of Moria

Reporting from the frontlines of the refugee crisis.

by Harrison Blackman on November 13, 2016September 15, 2020

The Movies, Today

__RED__ (Link)

Finally tapping into the coveted “Action Movie-Goers Ages 55-64” demographic is _RED,_ the first movie to fully recognize that the bad-ass old guy is the most bad-ass bad-ass possible. For that matter, I think I am not exaggerating when I say that, by and large, the older the practitioner, the more raw the feat. I dare you to name one thing that’s not raw as hell when done by a dude or lady of years. Doing push-ups. Chopping firewood. Yelling at Koreans. Speaking to a nation. Chugging a beer.

by Dan Abromowitz on September 13, 2010March 22, 2013

Raise the Lid

“I was playing loud jazz in J Street.”

by Sammy Prentice on April 30, 2017July 4, 2017

The Turtle

The Nass enters the wide world of surrealist fiction.

by BT Hayes on April 25, 2021April 24, 2021

Telescoping Heat

To telescope, we begin with 300 words, then slice the word count in half for each successive section. We stop when the numbers stop dividing evenly. Below, as a reflection on our warming planet, we telescope heat.

by Adam Chang, Anika Khakoo, Gina Feliz, Naomi Shifrin, Sarah W. Hirschfield on October 13, 2019October 13, 2019

Barbed Beauty

“Perhaps we must accept that we are simply watchers of beautiful forms. And if we acknowledge that we are observers, bound by our own frailties and limitations, we may be able to rescue the memory of what was, for an instant, exquisite.”

by Serena Alagappan on April 8, 2018April 8, 2018

The Companionship of Charlie Brown

I am eight. It’s the holiday season, I am on winter break, and I am filled with bottomless guilt. My third-grade history textbook has disappeared—vanished somewhere in the bounds of our five hundred square foot portable modular building, immune to my powers of search.

by Rebecca Zhang on December 6, 2012March 22, 2013


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