By: Maud Newton

Volcanic lava rained down.

By: Matthew J. Wells

The ribs weren’t the only things White covered in barbecue sauce.

By: J. Robert Lennon

I felt the shards of choirboy slice through my palm.

By: Tom McNeely

“It’s hideously wonderful. I like it.”

By: Sung J. Woo

I’d never seen this figurine before.

By: Betsey Swardlick

I thought it was an attack on the holiday itself.

By: Claire Zulkey

It reminds me so much of my father.

By: Tom Bartlett

To these conundrums we would respond, “You make a point.”

By: Art Wallace

Stoned Soul Politic

By: Mimi Lipson

Germanic episodes at ALPINE VILLAGE

By: Ran Xia

Single fellas, you shouldn’t put a GREEN CARD on it

By: Whitney Matheson

Stretching your truth, with the COMPLI­­MENTARY DILATOR

By: Alice Meichi Li

There’s a CATWOMAN over my bed

By: Michele Carlo

Let it be on your head: CARMEN MOFONGO’S MANY HATS

By: Annie Nocenti

The long reach of STICKY FINGERS