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menagerie
07 Sep. 10 | (0) Remarks

But what if Anders’s advice swayed her, and the woman was able to leave her abusive partner? What possible harm could come from seeking psychic counsel?

by Amanda Hughes
menagerie
31 Aug. 10 | (0) Remarks

This fellow could have bought a nice piece of land or a mid-size car with the dollars he pulled in, but there was little doubt where that money was going: first into his stomach, next towards the purchase of a ticket, then into his gas tank and on to the next show.

by J.P. Gorman
on the chopping block
27 Aug. 10 | (0) Remarks

In the case of both Sanborn and James, we have a lost man settled only on uncertainty. The center doesn’t hold.

by Luke Rodehorst
menagerie
24 Aug. 10 | (0) Remarks

The show of the indicted, by the slighted, for the short-sighted, had sated the day’s requirement of spectacle.

by Magdalena Serafin
the jungle
11 Aug. 10 | (0) Remarks

The reason why Prozac is in the water at all is piss: gallons upon gallons of rich, golden, chemical-cocktail human piss.

by Ian Gronau
the jungle
06 Aug. 10 | (3) Remarks

There was a path of least resistance available, a way for James to dominate without having to demand greatness of himself, without having to bear anyone’s hopes and dreams on his Atlan shoulders.

by J.P. Gorman
on the chopping block
02 Aug. 10 | (4) Remarks

The artful shot of Alyson sneaking into her dying father’s room with the intent to burgle his medicine cabinet is filmed from the inside: a cameraman crouching in the corner, an incubus with a boom-mike.

by Joel F.S. McMurry
on the chopping block
30 Jul. 10 | (26) Remarks

The child’s erection was sold into the sex trade and mass-reproduced in the toy factories of Tantus, Inc.

by Rory Tolan
on the chopping block
30 Jul. 10 | (0) Remarks

But Wainwright’s career trajectory, however unconventional, seems to be an earnest reflection of his wildly divergent musical passions. His intelligence and musical literacy are uncommon.

by Amanda Hughes
fiction & poetry
28 Jul. 10 | (3) Remarks

She rolls into his gravel driveway and waits with the engine idling. He appears at the front door and glances casually at his watch as he approaches, letting her know he knows she is late. Old irritation flares inside her like an ulcer.

by Nisha Coleman