Prose & Cons

by Erika Walsh It starts with noses. It starts with noses rubbing against each other and turning red. The noses get drippy, so the people…

By Samantha Brodsky November 9, 2010 3:24 p.m. Beth told me this would help, writing things out. Make me feel better and shit because apparently…

By Haley Goetz “This is the most stupid shit I have seen in a long time,” I found myself saying to my friend. Izy blew…

by Christopher Rose Seagull Angelic break-dancer, you would trade your wings for some food. ———— Bathroom Stall Jazz What trumpet could cry like the creak…

by Katherine Schulman “Cameron, just eat your fucking chocolate cake, man. It’s French,” J.D. all but whispered. He finished inhaling his slice for a moment…

by Sarah Noell One Night Stand Because when she walks into the room, they’ll make sure they have a record on. They’ll make sure whatever’s…

If I look up to the stars and scream, no one will give a shit, but me. No one will give a shit, but me.…

By Amanda Livingston The glass shattered. There was a roar of “Mazel tovs!” from the eagerly watching crowd as Jerry broke the glass underneath his…

By Samantha Brodsky These walls are thick with lies. Plaster and paint peels at where the ceiling’s corners kiss the edges of these bold walls…

By Haley Goetz Her apartment was instantly recognizable as being typical of a 20-something-year-old Brooklyn transplant. She resided on the second floor of a worn…