Tag Archives: Travel

Holiday

{Oct 14, 2023}

When you’re stoned, you realize: separate bodies, separate consciousnesses—that’s an illusion. There is only One. We were one with the bus stumbling up the mountainside. My nausea was one with Manisha’s. I wasn’t yet nauseous: not need-a-lime nauseous: but I felt Manisha’s nausea exactly as, soon, I’d feel my own. Soon? Already I was feeling it.… more

Waiting for It

CREATIVE NONFICTION by Joseph Bardin

{Feb 28, 2023}

The speaker says something about are you doing what you want in your life, or are you believing in yourself, or something along those lines, and I may as well have been struck by lightning, because the answer, I realize, in no uncertain terms is no, I’m not.… more

holy land of jeans

FICTION by MICHAEL CHANG

{Dec 23, 2019}

The Artisan understands that Japanese designers have a fetish for iconic, old-timey Americana—cowboys, most notably, and Wild West mystique. In a store he sees a photo of the gay-bashing war criminal Ronald Reagan in full cowboy regalia, spurs and all, presumably a marketing image from one of his shitty films. … more

Wild/Life

CREATIVE NONFICTION by Christopher Locke

{Nov 11, 2019}

Traveling Mexico has its own challenges. So why do I always want to crank the danger up to 11?… more

One Bird In-Hand is Worth Ten in the Bush

FICTION by Michael Hammerle

{Nov 11, 2019}

My grandma was glaring at Trixie’s fixings willing her to lie in the neat bed she’d made. Pearl was lying on her back with that piece of wood in her mouth. She was dusty and had her straw bedding stuck to her in small patches, some on her underbelly. All of her paws were outstretched to the sky. She was letting the piece of wood fall from her mouth and recatching it. Trixie’s phone was face-up flat on the dining table. The phone rang and we all looked to her expecting it to be Croker. Trixie quickly silenced it. … more

Bittermoon

FICTION by Joel Wayne

{Jan 28, 2019}

Drunk and jealous in an exotic locale, he wonders: “What’s the opposite of a honeymoon?”… more

Pallbearers

FICTION by Tim Buchanan

{Dec 19, 2018}

“By saying yes in spite of the dangers, I felt I made myself vital and trusted. And was this not what a good American was supposed to do when making friends abroad? To open themselves up to new experiences, to say yes as much as possible, even when the proposition was frightening?”… more

One Hundred Twenty Sunny Nights

FICTION by Justin Herrmann

{Aug 24, 2017}

Before I left Illinois, I told Julie I needed to do this once, meaning Antarctica, not adultery. More and more I don’t know what I want in this world.… more