Tom Pitts

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  Throw out everything you know about crime fiction. Tom Pitts, author of Hustle and American Static, returns with a plot stickier than an ounce of Humboldt County’s finest. 101 is typical Tom Pitts, the kind of novel that proves he’ll forever and ever have followers, trailing behind him begging for one more hit. —Eryk Pruitt, author of What We ReckonMore

South of Cincinnati

South of Cincinnati

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How do you starve a hillbilly to death?More

PLANTAINS

PLANTAINS

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The plantain is black. It is black. It is black yet it has lightened. It is black yet it feels healthy elastic. The peel hardens up and goes cold. It is a black plantain yet there are signs of stirring life. New grassy hairs the color of wood shavings uncurl from the place where theMore

In the Event of My Death (Nancy, Do Not Read)

In the Event of My Death (Nancy, Do Not Read)

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If Nancy and I aren’t still together when I die, I’d like whatever girl I’m with to wear a black cocktail dress and one of those sexy hats Jackie Kennedy wore. Make sure Nancy gets invited.More

The Legend of Jon Bamboo

The Legend of Jon Bamboo

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“Porn isn’t calculus.”More

Bachelor Party

Bachelor Party

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We first saw the homeless man while stopped at an intersection on the way to Waffle House. Chet and Tadd—two of McCoy’s fraternity brothers—sat in the bed of the truck, already buzzed and anxious to officially start the bachelor weekend festivities. “Chet’s got a history with this sort of thing,” McCoy said. “With what?” IMore

Snake Road

Snake Road

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Too Freudian to be FictionMore

Elliptical

Elliptical

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Tragedy, you’ve discovered, has a way of skewing time, speeding up the aging process: one day you wake up and you’re an oafish old man just trying to hold onto whatever is left. More

Tiny Homes

Tiny Homes

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She never pitched my shit out a window—clothes, laptop, record player—like breakups on TV. More

My Girlfriend

My Girlfriend

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My girlfriend has more money than I will make in my entire lifetime–one hundred lives. She’s ambitious and self-made. The handbag boutique, which bears her name in New York, Tokyo and Milan, sold for $45 million. That’s a lot of money, but not enough money to get someone killed and get away with it. Not that she wants someone killed—just saying.More

One Night In Rapid City

One Night In Rapid City

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An isolated man in his hotel room find himself unable to move past his own ruminations. More

He Do Everything Big

He Do Everything Big

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They pinch and prod him. Children ask to feel his muscles. Women run their hands on his chest, feeling the shape and firmness—something none of them have ever felt in their own men. They giggle like high school girls. Beau smiles and nods and hugs and says “yes sir” more times than Anna Carol can count.More

Fitting

Fitting

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I love Rachel, but after fourteen years together and two children, sex isn’t the same. Being inside her feels like inserting a finger in a nostril. Where I used to feel the grip of her, I’m aware of empty space. And none of my solutions work: sticking pillows under her, though Rachel claims she feelsMore

Empty by Breaking

Empty by Breaking

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He looked in the mirror, turned to the side and sucked in his gut. Then he faced the mirror and flexed his massive arms and his stomach. He turned to the other side and extended his arm so that his triceps stiffened into the soft shape of a horseshoe. He faced the mirror again, letting his arms relax at his sides. He unfurled his body, letting his wide shoulders hang, letting his stomach out. More

Do It With Grace: An Interview with Portugal. The Man

Do It With Grace: An Interview with Portugal. The Man

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Since 2006, Portugal. The Man has been making fearlessly evolving rock and roll. Each of their eight studio albums have shown passion, experimentation, and growth in equal measure. The four year gap between 2013’s Evil Friends and 2017’s breakout, Woodstock saw the band record a massive amount of material before scrapping an album they hadMore

Darrin Doyle

Darrin Doyle

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If anything can humble a person, it’s the process of trying to “make it” as an artist; to devote your life to creating a thing that has no tangible, measurable purpose in our particular culture.More

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