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    Britney

    "Stood there in the broken glass, head shaved, teeth set, great blazing spear poised in her hands, she sort of realized she was dancing, even then."

    By Derrick Martin-Campbell
  • Fiction

    Girlhood: Flash Fictions

    Flashes of girlhood in two new short works by Danny Powell.

    By Danny Powell
  • Fiction

    Backtrack to ’97

    "You are on the cusp of something sublime, awesome the way awesome was in the seventeenth century."

    By Chris Campanioni
  • Fiction

    Hugo

    "He has definitely eaten unwary campers before. But that hasn't happened in a while."

    By Spencer Fleury
  • Fiction

    Bad Sex: Microfictions

    "The hooker said her name was Solace, which was exactly what he needed after the heartwreck of the last six months."

    By Jonathan Papernick
  • Fiction

    Formerly Burma

    "Where’s a worse location for a problem than one’s own head?"

    By Tom Molanphy
  • Fiction

    On the Terror Traditionally Associated with Developing Real Property

    He’d planted his daughters there, but they’d borne no fruit. He called it a farm though that was the exact thing is wasn’t.

    By David Connerly Nahm
  • Fiction

    Pastrami

    "She touched a kneecap, that foreign object. Yes, she said, remembering. You."

    By Madeline Stevens
  • Fiction

    Lament

    Neither man screams. The only sound is the sound of a body breaking. These two have been playing this game for centuries.

    By Kate Brittain
  • Fiction

    Rrrramona

    "Two days after she split with her boyfriend and moved in with three potential Craigslist killers, Ramona was invited to her boss’s house for dinner."

    By Emma Harper
  • Fiction

    Purification

    "They are beautiful, but she doesn’t touch them. She does not know if this is allowed."

    By Yardenne Greenspan
  • Fiction

    Birdspeak

    My mother once said you never have to lose if you choose your battles correctly. This was, of course, before she died and came to me in dreams.

    By A. Wolfe
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We are Blunderbuss Magazine, a web magazine of arts, culture, and politics, an ordnance of fire and improvisation. What ties together these essays, stories, poems, photographs, comics, and other bits of aesthetic shrapnel is a common attitude of visceral humanism. We aim for earnest noise. We want to splash in the mud of lived experience, to battle for a radical empathy, and to provide a megaphone to howling assertions of human subjectivity.

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