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We are a small staff of volunteers. Submissions open Jan 2026. Work published here has appeared in The Best of the Net, on NPR's Prairie Home Companion, and NPR affiliates, and reprinted in anthologies.
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This whole @wired.com package is insane
Good morning I’m in @theverge.com profiling @ekkoastral.bsky.social @jael.bsky.social and some other cool trans musicians who are bringing the organizing energy they learned from being trans online to music venues across the country. These musicians are meeting the moment.
The DIY and IRL energy of punk rock mutual aid
Bands like Ekko Astral are bringing the urgency of online solidarity into the mosh pit.
www.theverge.com
October 17, 2025 at 2:26 PM
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Got a short poem about this (and other things) forthcoming from @thebroadkillreview.bsky.social in early 2026. 🦊💚
September 21, 2025 at 5:51 PM
Thank you for all the wonderful submissions. We will be reading and discussing your work over the next few weeks! Subs will reopen in Jan. Thank you to our volunteer readers and staff for their time and care.
September 1, 2025 at 12:43 PM
We're open for another month! We'll start reading your subs soon. Keep sending your weirdo hybrids, your doubled sonnets, your nonce forms, your visual poems...Work in our pages has gone on to win Best of the Net, been included in anthologies, and been broadcast on NPR stations.
July 27, 2025 at 10:46 AM
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Everything happening now was obvious by March 2021. That's why I wrote about it *then*.

This matters because this is a planned autocracy. Feigned surprise at horrors is meant to rewrite history and present our plight as if it wasn't a plan obvious four years ago and countenanced by both parties.
July 27, 2025 at 10:13 AM
"Rows of naked faces—no one sees me now—
absorbed before the actors, titillated by tragedy,
while I’m safe in Row 25, you in Row 24,
another single ticket holder I noticed in the lobby. "
"Hiding In The Theater" by G.H. Mosson
Rows of naked faces—no one sees me now—absorbed before the actors, titillated by tragedy,while I’m safe in Row 25, you in Row 24,another single ticket holder I noticed in the lobby.What a…
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July 20, 2025 at 1:01 AM
"Our lines stretch and waver; pieces of DNA from an ancient spool reach out tentative to touch parallel lives, wanting to envelop, entwine, but hesitant to ford the river’s swift moving currents."
"River" by Charlene Stegman Moskal
Our lines stretch and waver; pieces of DNA from an ancient spool reach out tentative to touchparallel lives, wanting to envelop, entwine, but hesitant to ford the river’s swift moving currents.Touch,…
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July 19, 2025 at 4:04 PM
"Her story’s naked but her city is clothed.
It wears fog like ermine—soft white, with spots
that hide old truths but let her new sins show. "
"Broadway Baby Says Goodnight" by Mark J. Mitchell
Her story’s naked but her city is clothed.It wears fog like ermine—soft white, with spotsthat hide old truths but let her new sins show.She sings sentimental songs that she loathesfrom yellowed…
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July 19, 2025 at 1:01 AM
"We’d rag on bad TV with a cartooned violence the separation between past present future is parody isn’t it ironic? How the act of looking back contorts the memory? Don’t the jokes we used to laugh at seem cruel now?"
"We Rang In 2012 At The Bingo Hall In Dillsburg, PA" by Brittany Micka-Foos
watched a pickle drop in the so-called pickle capital of the world one of manynew years I rifle through the rolodex through the aughts of our marriage our numberlessmeetings our fleeting afternoons…
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July 18, 2025 at 4:05 PM
"Naugahyde face-making
with a swivel chair expert
sacramental ashtray flicking"
"The Splendid Quetzal Lounge" by Karen Lozinski
Naugahyde face-makingwith a swivel chair expertsacramental ashtray flickingsmoking laws be damnedno one has a story to tellbut there are ramblingsabout monotonies and minutiaeand in these liminal…
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July 18, 2025 at 1:01 AM
"The tree is topless, all trunk.
Its body cuts open to the sky,
slit running up most its length
like a dress designed to surprise "
"Even the Trees Get to Be Slutty" by Megan McDermott
The tree is topless, all trunk.Its body cuts open to the sky,slit running up most its lengthlike a dress designed to surprise,when moving, with a delight of thigh.I don’t regret the college boys…
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July 17, 2025 at 4:06 PM
"It doesn’t take any particular talent to get laid Mr. Sayfer proclaims in his unannounced presentation to the 8th grade where we sit frozen in metal chairs in the airless auditorium. "
"Catholic Sex Worker" by Maureen Martinez
It doesn’t take any particular talent to get laid Mr. Sayfer proclaims in his unannouncedpresentation to the 8th grade where we sit frozen in metal chairs in the airless auditorium. HOLY SHIT we gulp…
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July 17, 2025 at 1:03 PM
"surely this is someone’s mother
the book says or at least strongly implies
she needs drinks fixed and
a pair of vegan leather pumps"
Two poems by Justin Lacour
The lacour boys and the sinister signpostThe first clue came from a womanin the paneled basementconsider the last Jaws moviewithout the shark she saidit’s just a widow who movesto the caribbean to…
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July 17, 2025 at 1:01 AM
YOUR BODY: I have a tree growing from my back. [OR] No, not in a while. [OR] Yes, I’ve
heard the groundhog did not see its shadow. [OR] Yes–I got a haircut a few months back.

ANOTHER BODY: You should probably see a doctor for all that...
"A Play Where You Already Know What Is Wrong" by Christina Kusterer
[YOUR BODY enters the stage. YOUR BODY looks exactly as you expect. There is atree growing from their back. It is Spring, or at least there are leaf buds poking fromhundreds of shoots where stems…
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July 16, 2025 at 1:05 PM
"The desert sky refused to give me its stars,
so, I sent a black picture to the boy I loved,
clutching my breaking body together in a hotel bathtub. "
"Cruel and Unusual" by Katja Jackson
I.I found out how the butterfly lives,how sunbeams lap against its wings.II.There is always a yellow bird darting around the river,and the mechanical legs of a blue herontwist and dangle from the…
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July 16, 2025 at 1:01 AM
"Carve me a mouth where no tongue dares venture—
pale lines trembling in the marrow of dusk,
call it desire: this map"
"Cartography of Hunger" by Âmî Jey
Carve me a mouth where no tongue dares venture—pale lines trembling in the marrow of dusk,call it desire: this map of smudged ink,border quivering, afraid to claim its own bounds.In the echo chamber…
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July 15, 2025 at 4:05 PM
Shreds of what was once a suit hang tattered from his thin shoulders. Looking like he has walked a thousand miles, he leans against the doorbell for an elementary school. "
"Long Lost" by Joseph Kerschbaum
Shreds of what was once a suit hang tattered from his thin shoulders. Looking like hehas walked a thousand miles, he leans against the doorbell for an elementary school.The glass door to the main…
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July 15, 2025 at 1:05 PM
"I've mapped your face a thousand times
collecting our dirt. I should know
better then to roam around our home"
"Roomba" by James Croal Jackson
I've mapped your face a thousand timescollecting our dirt. I should knowbetter then to roam around our homealong walls’ solid edges. Love, I am notso gentle. Our yellow rooms– where elseto keep…
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July 15, 2025 at 1:01 AM
"He’s a bit of a bombast, that man of mine. His dark hair shines – as if oil is creeping out of his skull. It slickens his joints, jaw, hips, the wide length of his palm "
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July 14, 2025 at 4:11 PM
"Riding the lift, we notice each needle on Douglas firs and spruce trees is blanched with snow. From the mountain’s top, the lower range looks like white chins with three-day-old emerald beards. Snowcats clank right of way. "
"Easter Eve in the Sangre de Cristos" by Richard Holinger
Saturday, April 21, 6:30 a.m. Bishop’s LodgeEaster weekend in Sangre de Cristos Mountains: “Blood of Christ.”It is the mid-1980s. My wife and I are on spring vacation from our careers as parochial…
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July 14, 2025 at 1:05 PM
"My room’s view is of a Home Depot at the base of a giant American flag dying violently in the sunset. Perched against more pillows than anybody could ever need, I’m drinking the last can of a six-pack bought at a nearby grocery store ...."
"Lying on a Motel Bed in Gallup, NM" by Kevin Grauke
My room’s view is of a Home Depot at the base of a giant American flag dying violently in thesunset. Perched against more pillows than anybody could ever need, I’m drinking the last can of asix-pack…
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July 13, 2025 at 4:03 PM