In chapter one, there’s a couple. The man has dark thoughts, the woman sexual ones. They live for years together in their separate...

If I had known that my doordasher was going to have to leave the galaxy in order to pick up my Korean street chicken I would have just...

Past tense. Every Saturday night for a whole semester I had class from 7:00 p.m. – 10:00 p.m. in the basement of the music building at my...

I just knew you wouldn’t have the self-control to not neg me about my backpack. I FUCKING HATE YOU ART HOES. I hate you. Kidding!...

That Friday morning Natasha drove an hour to Albany to board a short flight to Toronto, where she was slated to attend an academic conferenc

The following review was written by artificial intelligence. An excerpt from the upcoming novel, Bodycount by Manuel Marrero was...

חָלְק֤וּ ׀ מַחְמָאֹ֣ת פִּיו֮ וּֽקְרָב־לִ֫בּ֥וֹ רַכּ֖וּ דְבָרָ֥יו מִשֶּׁ֗מֶן וְהֵ֣מָּה פְתִחֽוֹת׃ [his talk was smoother than butter, yet his

The light from the movie screen illuminated his face, a bright, wide smile. He laughed hard at the screen and when we looked at the...

We had signed up for the program because my wife wanted it. And it was easier to go along with her than to admit my own desires, even to...

(Iowa City 1994) She’d had on khaki shorts, nothing crazy. Trees in the breeze . . . And I remember little to nothing else about my...