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New Fiction: Excerpt from Hilary Plum’s Strawberry Fields
An excerpt from the novel Strawberry Fields. Alice, a reporter, and the detective Modigliani are both working on the …
New Poetry from Janaya Martin
More Than Twice She said you better hush before he comes back in here like she knew who she was talking to but didn&#…
Memoir by Sari Fordham: “House Arrest in Thirteen Parts”
Part I: The House, circa 1977 The house in Uganda was red brick with a metal roof, a rusted water tank, and a screene…
New Fiction from Ulf Pike: Son of God
I. Esses The warmth of his voice makes us wary of his intentions. He bears our sin of greenness like a precious burde…
Go Home and Dig It: A Review of Will Mackin’s Bring Out The Dog
“Crossing the River with No Name,” the eighth story in Will Mackin’s debut collection, Bring Out the Dog, describes t…
New Poem from Jacob Siegel: The Old Gods
The Old Gods (No. 9, 2003) I. The towers bloomed up in the dark Like nails scrolling from dead fingers While around t…
New Essay by Patrick Mondaca: The Hideous Hypocrisy of Himmelstoss
“At the head of the column trots the fat sergeant-major. It is queer that almost all of the regular sergeant-majors a…
Fighting Like a Girl Means Not Being a Pussy: Mary Doyle Interviews Kelly Kennedy
It’s never easy to voice suspicions that your boss is out to get you. No matter how you describe it, the accusation s…
New Fiction by John M. McNamara: “The Mayor of West Callahan Creek”
A bare bulb in a hooded fixture illuminated the sign. Fog obscured the wooden placard, and as Joseph neared it, the b…
New Poetry from JD Duff
Night Flash You’ve been having nightmares again. The cruel shaking of a body resisting slumber. Hands twitching, ches…
New Poetry from Yuan Changming
[anagrammed variations of the american dream] A ram cairned me In a crammed era [where] Cameramen raid A dire camera…
New Essay: Axe by M.C. Armstrong
I met a woman on my way to Iraq. Just before I stepped onto the midnight plane to Baghdad, she asked me what should …
Interview With Will Mackin, Author of Bring Out the Dog
Guest Interviewer Peter Molin of Time Now interviews U.S. Navy veteran Will Mackin. Mackin’s work has appeared …
New Fiction: The Lost Troop by Will Mackin
We had a dry spell in Logar. It was December and the weather was dog shit, so a degree of slowness was expected. But …
New Poetry by Sherrie Fernandez-Williams
she be like, damn she be all tired. she be like a flattened house shoe she be full of compunction she be remembering …
New Poetry by Liam Corley
A VETERAN OBSERVES THE REPUBLIC AND REMEMBERS GINSBERG America, I’ve given you all, and now I’m le…
New Memoir by Krystal A. Sital: SECRETS WE KEPT
We are of Trinidad—my grandmother, my mother, and I. Our island is located in the Lesser Antilles of paradise, a dot …
New Poetry by Lynn Houston
You Leave for Afghanistan If I’m writing this, it means I can’t sleep and that the rain outside my window drops blind…
An Interview with Krystal A. Sital, Author of SECRETS WE KEPT
In her debut memoir, Krystal A. Sital paints a vivid picture of life in Trinidad, which to any tourist’s eyes must se…
New Fiction by Helen Benedict: WOLF SEASON
STORM The wolves are restless this morning. Pacing the woods, huffing and murmuring. It’s not that they’re hungry; Ri…
An Interview with Helen Benedict, Author of WOLF SEASON
Helen Benedict is the author of seven novels, five books of nonfiction, and a play. Her most recent novel, WOLF SEASO…
Blood Money: C.E. Morgan’s ‘The Sport of Kings’
On May 17, 1875, under blue skies and wearing the flapping green-and-orange silks of his legendary employer J.P. McGr…
THE WORDS ON THE INTERNET SAID MICHAEL HERR HAS DIED
Where were you when Michael Herr died in 2016? What were you doing? Did you listen to the opening voiceover of Apocal…
New Poetry By Abby Murray
13 WAYS TO APPROACH A THREE-HEADED DOG I. Those who tell you to carry raw meat have never met me. Bones are better, t…
New Poetry by J.E. McCollough
Kintsugi The breaks on my soul Are only ever repaired Slowly. Old pieces Of the broken bowl, Fixed Back into their us…
New Fiction: Excerpt from Taylor Brown’s The Gods of Howl Mountain
There was the stone pagoda, three-tiered, built on a small hill over a stream that shone like pebbled glass. The plat…
An Interview with Taylor Brown, Author of Gods of Howl Mountain
The Wrath-Bearing Tree (Andria Williams): Taylor Brown is the author of a collection of short stories, In the Season …
New Memoir: Solitaire by Lauren Hough (Part II)
Part II of II I should’ve been more concerned when someone fingered the words “Die Dike” into the dust on my r…
New Poetry by Lisa Stice
Headstrong I’m sorry catches in the throat and bruises in that wavering hesitation like a rock falling …
New Poetry by Amalie Flynn
POLLINATE When I dream about the words They fall from the sky. Dropped From planes that hover and the Words are dropp…
Lady Bird’s Pain
There’s an odd narrative thread in Greta Gerwig’s 2017 Lady Bird. The titular hero lives out her senior year of high …
Interview with Jay Baron Nicorvo
Jay Baron Nicorvo’s novel, The Standard Grand (St. Martin’s Press), was picked for IndieBound’s Ind…
New Poetry by J. Scott Price
Captain Who? That gut-black October night, a security patrol set out: a platoon of Afghans and two of us. They…
New Fiction: Excerpt from Jay Baron Nicorvo’s The Standard Grand
The veterans of the Standard had been back from their wars for some time, trying to figure out how to live lives in t…
Disrespecting the Troops
Sitting in front of my computer one evening, scrolling idly through Facebook items, a long post catches my eye. As a …
New Memoir: Solitaire by Lauren Hough (Part I)
Part I of II My first time at the closest gay bar to Shaw Air Force Base, the bouncer asked me if I had…
New Poetry by Aaron Wallace
Blackhawk Truck 2 is hit, and they’re calling for the medic, and I’m out of my truck kneeling next to the driver – I …
New Fiction: “Plink, Rack” by Steven Kiernan
There are many moving parts in a gun. There’s the trigger, which most people mistakenly believe is what fires the who…
Not For Sale: Private Farmland in Post-Soviet Ukraine
For those Americans who think about Ukraine at all, it is no secret that the country has faced two wars since 2014. T…
New Poetry: “Layla’s first buck” by Denise Jarrott
her father said it was his favorite thing about her, that she was a hunter, like he is. she holds its head up for the…
Homage to Veneto
There is no status quo in politics. Things really do fall apart, to quote the overly quoted Yeats. For those of us bo…
FOB by Daniel Ford
An excerpt of the debut novel Sid Sanford Lives! by Daniel Ford Sid stepped into the desert surrounding the cramped f…
New Poetry: “What Great Grief Has Made the Civilian Mute” by Jennifer Murphy
To watch soldiers load into planes on television To ignore veterans who manage to make it home To cry out when an air…
Exit West and Dark at the Crossing: Two Novels of Syrian Refugees
It has been a long six and a half years since the Arab Spring, the popular movement of early 2011 that toppled dictat…
Stalin’s Biography: For Serious Readers Only
Diving into an 850-page biography of one of the most monstrous and powerful men who ever lived is not something one d…
New Poetry by WBT Editors
This special September Poetry & Fiction issue brings you poetry by WBT Editors Adrian Bonenberger, Drew Ph…
Poetry: “A Beautiful Day to be Buried” by Julia Wendell
The sun was shining violently, as if on a mission to see beneath the surface of things. Our cortege wormed its way pa…
Excerpt from “Brave Deeds” by David Abrams
“Excerpted from BRAVE DEEDS © 2017 by David Abrams. Reprinted with the permission of the publisher, Black Cat, …
New Fiction: “East New York, After the War” by Gregory Brereton
I miss the fragrance of Polish women. I have not encountered anything quite like it. This tender unwashed gras…