WHEAT FIELD AMBIENCE & FREQUENCIES | 528 HZ + 741 HZ CLEANSE by DREW MOSMAN

December 17 2024
There are sigils painted on the I5 southbound on-ramp. They were covered a month ago but you can still see the outlines, the curves. If you time it right, at that spot, before the flow of the commute, a single prayer can change the course of your life...




WEEKENDER (WEEK ENDER) by MADELINE MILES

December 9 2024
You confessed that your second beer
was your third and I was only pocket
watching once I felt your hands needed
forgiveness so I drank too and laughed
about it before asking what he did that was
so awful...




MOLES by CHRIS CARROLL

December 2 2024
A HUMAN, high on human drugs, has been working on a POEM for months. Another HUMAN, high on human drugs, passes him a swishing red bottle of wine that he chugs, as they dance in a tunnel where they zip in and out of space, small points on a collapsing and reconstructing grid...




TRILOGY by CHLOE WHEELER

November 27 2024
I. desenllaç (denouement)

three olive flies fighting
for their trite, tiny fly lives,
struggling against the slick ice
cubes in a glass of crimson sangria.
affirmations: i attract abundance...




STRIP CLUB by NICOLE SELLEW

November 22 2024
I watched as one girl danced even when they cut her music. I watched the girls on their knees, scraping the money into bags. I watched a boy in a Patagonia puffer jacket try to take a Snapchat video of one of the dancers...




WHAT YOU’RE BUILT TO BE COMFORTABLE WITH by ALEX ROST

November 15 2024
I’d been back too long, doing all the things I used to do and living with a girl who’d spent the past year in the psyche ward for killing her family cat and trying to kill the dog...




YOUR FAVORITE BAND by CHARLIE ZACKS

November 13 2024
Your favorite band just killed a guy...




SNAKE FOOD
by MYLES ZAVELO

November 6 2024
Mice in the freezer. Next to the ice cream. This month last year. So tightly packed into each other. Translucently spooning.

This month last year, too: when that hoodlum came to bleed right in front of my house...




WRITING PROJECT
by EMILY SLOTTA

October 21 2024
I can guide you through the beats of this, it’s pretty simple. 

First pretend you’re girl Hemingway in Bushwick. Take a sip of hot black coffee. Write the sun also rises in miniature, over and over again in small concentric circles, but do it without any war...




an atom is mostly empty by OWEN AVERY

October 7 2024
I’m ten. We are at Momom and Popops’ house. Django and Luna are there. Me and Mom and Popop and Elias walk through East Rock Park. The dogs come with us. Luna loves to run. I think she could run forever. She jumps and she glides and she cuts and barks and she’s happy...




TWO POEMS by FARYAL RASHID

October 2 2024

Facts are bigger in the dark! If you lie on the floor very straight the temperature(s) of all the pulses in the world coarse right through you 
Suddenly the distinction between a loon and a regular becomes much less important...




REBECCA by LAMB

September 27 2024

I come alive when she says her mom is dead. I stare at the green wine in my glass long enough to bead my eyes, then I meet hers and hit her with the perfect line...



ASPIRATIONAL by ADELINE SWARTZENDRUBER

September 23 2024

My summer aspirational vibe is coming together quite nicely 
on my Pinterest moodboard, but unfortunately I am running out of summer and running out of steam...




SCUT MONKEY MIDDLE by NICHOLAS WILDER FORMAN
September 19 2024

Everyone is three to ten years old but I’m the best at it. I think coyotes means grandma, I think coyotes are packs of grandmas that have grandkids that live out of state, so the coyotes that’s why...




ICE BREAKER by MADLEN STAFFORD

September 11 2024
Every morning I drink water, from a glass jar, spiked with three spoonfuls of chia seeds. In bed, on the phone, soaking in the sunlight, my chia water spills on top of me...




I LOVE LIFE by SAM ROBINSON

September 9 2024
I was the hottest guy in the office, and I burned it all to the ground. 

Now already, if you know me, you’d be calling me a liar. “But Sam,” you’d say, “you’re bald, you’ve been smoking since you were 16 and avoiding sunblock...




BOOF AUTOPORTRAIT by
ISA LOCSIN and CORY VILLANUEVA

September 5 2024


i will keep pushing you until i have to go into witness protection. dark wooden furniture is better.

i wish there were panoramic screenshots. iridescent artificial fishing bait is just as enchanting to humans as it is to fish. you're an ashtray, i'm a machine...