Stories
Photography & Art
The materials were everyday and the possibilities were open-ended.
Story of the Week
I could not tell what visions were vanishing in the dying slave.
Story of the Week
Like a ghost, he appeared at the entrance of his hermitage.
Poem of the Week
Subtract for the cigarettes, the bourbon, the sleepless nights.
Story of the Week
Mina sees, very clearly, Tony Salvatore looking up her gaping shirt.
Nonfiction
They do good things for us, the bats. But we do not want them there.
Poem of the Week
His mouth hardens whenever their son’s name is mentioned.
Fiction
The dead children were wheeled away, covered with white sheets.
Poetry
Beyond the glib off-white palisades lies the answer to an urban dream.
Nonfiction
In other words, beachfronts like Bolaño’s and mine are Nowhere.
Story of the Week
Why does she do it? She knows cutting yourself is a joke. Goth, idiotic.
Poem of the Week
Everything doesn’t have to mean something, he once said.
Now that he’s a father, I want to read him the thing I’m writing about fathers.
Story of the Week
I hate it here, but I’ll make the best of it, because that’s what mothers do.
Story of the Week
I was all alone in a little room, nothing but that big gun in my face.
Poetry
Another day, I read my poems and wonder: Where is the world?
Poem of the Week
The man protested, I didn’t do anything. He needed the job. I only kissed her.
Poetry
She gives her daughter her birth certificate and oil money: Go.
Poem of the Week
There are the short and decisive words: yes, no, now, never, love, death, poetry.
Poetry
Reader, you and I stand once more before the borderless.
Story of the Week
Your intelligence and charisma would serve you well in life.
Poem of the Week
We couldn’t tell which of us was a girl or a boy we gorged on dirt.
N30B Winners
How’s everything? It’s been forever! Things with me are pretty good.
Features
I wanted from my father what I had never wanted or sought: his advice.
Features
My advice can be succinctly expressed in three words: Persist, persist, persist!
Features
Follow your dog, and you might just live to write for another day.
Features
Abandon the idea that arts and sciences are mutually exclusive.
Features
Needless to say, when it was my night to read I was beyond terrified.
Features
Reviewers are curs and their opinions are not to be taken seriously.
