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Friendship
Butt-Dials
“How are you?” Janice asks her brother, because what do you say to someone you didn’t choose to call except the same thing you say to everyone?
February 2026
The Dead of Dream Town
As the majority population of Dream Town, the dead hold all elective offices. They determine the hours of the municipal pool. (Midnight swimming!) They program traffic lights to operate on peculiar patterns: Some never turn red. Others never turn green.
February 2026
Sleeping Children
What was happening in and to Gaza was not really about democracy at all—or any kind of universal, God-given values. It was simply about power.
February 2026
Love Language
I read somewhere that most men receive flowers / for the first time at their funeral. So I filled a vase / in your apartment with puckered roses
February 2026Stirring the Pot
Leading a strike, starting trouble between sisters, feeding strangers
January 2026
Los Vecinos
Read a Poem from An Upcoming Issue
Once in a while we get a submission that’s a perfect fit for an issue, but the deadline to include it has already passed. That’s what happened with Alison Luterman’s poem “Los Vecinos,” which we accepted two weeks after the November issue went to the printer. The poem, about an immigrant neighbor who brings food and healing gifts to the author’s door, is a heartfelt companion to the November interview between Daniel McDermon and John Washington about open borders and Laurie Smith’s photo essay about migrants seeking entry to the US from Mexico. “Los Vecinos” translates the enormous issue of immigration into a personal story about generosity, community, and resilience. We’re publishing it on the website so you can read it in conversation with the interview and photo essay, which you’ll find both online and in print.
Graffiti
A tag on a dumpster, poetry in an outhouse, Viking runes in an underground tomb
October 2025
Skill Set
. . .What it amounts to is that I feel / beauty all over, almost everywhere, the grass // growing from a mud puddle earlier today, the shadows shifting on distant mountains. . .
October 2025Rude and Raw
If you were around then, you probably blinked and missed Rude and Raw. Not many people noticed when they came on the scene, and even fewer paid attention when they left. They weren’t easily categorized. They weren’t hard rock or power pop, and veered off several exits short of punk. They probably had people telling them they should be more of this or less of that, but if so, they didn’t heed any of it. They seemed caught in this never-ending state of becoming, trying to figure things out as they went, as strange and undefinable to themselves as they were to others.
October 2025
Getting Dressed
Sleeping in uniform, layering against the cold, wearing your spouse’s jeans
September 2025
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