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Fiction

Lovecraft in Brooklyn

The scratch­ing in the walls both­ered one room­mate in particular…

More Dark

On the after­noon train from Pough­keep­sie to New York City for a thing at the Krem­lin Bar — John and me and an empty seat that should’ve been Jack’s…

Nick Kaufmann, Last of the Red-Hot Superwhores

Every farm­boy was a red-hot super­whore once upon a time…

Gaslight

We first heard about the child one evening at The Mon­day After­noon Club from old Mat­ter­son, last heir to an empire of sweatshops …