
War Paint by Sam Berman
I go, “Please.” And you say, “No chance.” So, “Please. Please. Please,” I plead. “No. No. No.” Twilit. Almost all dark, outside, on our lawn […]
I go, “Please.” And you say, “No chance.” So, “Please. Please. Please,” I plead. “No. No. No.” Twilit. Almost all dark, outside, on our lawn […]
GREETINGS FROM SANDS POINT, NEW YORK! He’s under firework duress, John Phillip Sousa, down in his basement building a miniature American schoolhouse out of repurposed […]
They named her UMWELT, and she was the metric by which all internal experiences could be judged. They scanned her mind and sampled her stem […]
I held Raymond Carver at gunpoint. I didn’t know he’d be sitting in the kitchen when I busted into the apartment of my old creative […]
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