I have zero experience with this type of thing, but I think you must be good at it. I didn’t see it coming. One second, I was just standing there. The next, I was experiencing intense sensations. Then you were gone. Probably forever. You left me with a confusing mosh pit of emotions. I’ll never be the same.… more
Author Archives: BULL Author
Bonnie McCorkle
FICTION by Kim MagowanHer virginity, such a fetishized thing when I had known her, something proudly and literally brandished had now become how so many others, including myself, had regarded our virginity: cumbersome, something to divest.… more
Casualty of War
FICTION by Garth WolkoffAt the end there, we couldn’t stop talking about Kamikazes. … more
Frilly Miss
FICTION by James HannaJust look at the low-life characters in all those books you’ve published. There’s Tom, a commitment-phobic who sees women as disposable pleasures. There’s Pomeroy, a raunchy oaf with no more finesse than a caveman. And Sam the Poontang man—my god. Just his name says it all.… more
American Girlfriend
FICTION by Christina MarableWe danced on that empty dance floor, and she grinded her luscious hips onto mine and I fell in love–not the cheap tawdry version but the pinnacle of idealization. Love, after all, involved misunderstandings and messy endings, and now, I loved this woman how I wanted to love all women!… more
Casual Friday
FICTION by Zeke JarvisSo Bob knew that some people would give a groan or roll their eyes when they saw the t-shirt, but he wasn’t quite prepared for the frowns and headshakes that he got when he got off the elevator and headed to his desk. There was a lot of muttering, too. Bob started to feel uncomfortable, not casual at all, because he wasn’t sure what the source of everyone’s disdain was. Eventually, Jesse stopped by his desk. Quietly, Jesse said, “Dude, you didn’t see the headlines?”
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Three Stories
FICTION by Kevin NovalinaMy father died of heart failure the same Chinese New Year girls began to draw my eye instead of ire. I wasn’t present for his death but figured it even since he wasn’t present for my life.… more
THREE ESSAYS
CREATIVE NONFICTION by Brendan TodtHe has so much knowledge, and also he has none of it. He drives backcountry Minnesota where his father once lived. Because his father once lived—before he killed himself.… more
Merging
FICTION by Katrin GibbPaul had pointed out my mother’s belongings to her when we first arrived—her needlepoint pillowcases, her porcelain figurines. I couldn’t say if she’d been fooled, but I wasn’t. When we got outside, it was a relief to breathe fresh air.… more
