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  • Poems

    At your bedside

    Asleep in this bleached place, a separate world

    By Mary Catherine Kinniburgh
  • Fiction

    The Blue Tiger

    "She guessed that’s what love was--making each other feel bad on purpose and then being sorry about it."

    By Rhianna Reinmuth
  • Poems

    Four Poems

    We felt dangerous // like cowboys trying to swagger with legs / wrapped up in garbage bags and electrical tape / to keep out the ice-melt. The road

    By Hilary Vaughn Dobel
  • Fiction

    Technology

    "Without the benefit of the diagram, you might just start clapping, creating tiny explosions that spread myriad pustules of anti-bacterial hand soap all over..."

    By Doug Weaver
  • Poems

    Three Miley Cyrus Poems

    Throw a ring, win a fish. I have so much to say / about wild animals.

    By Talin Tahajian
  • Fiction

    In Flagrante Delicto

    "What would it be like to fuck a man who finds such horrors beautiful?"

    By Jonathan Papernick
  • Poems

    The Cake

    and your mother comes to visit / and she says honey you look so / thin you thin thing / you thin wet thing

    By Krystin Gollihue
  • Fiction

    How to Clean a Dollhouse

    "The child-sized foundation will shudder at the feel of your fingertips on its spine."

    By Betty Capot
  • Poems

    Three Poems

    it’s almost too late / I keep thinking but / for what I’m not sure / having woken repeatedly / in the night with / the pitiful coughing

    By MRB Chelko
  • Fiction

    Where Things Are Made

    "Hopefully, his new girlfriend’s towels were cheap and smelled of mildew."

    By Tera Joy Cole
  • Poems

    Five Poems

    On the seat behind her an old woman tells the story of her long affair with a man named Vidic. He’s dead now. The man from somewhere else.

    By Elizabeth Clark Wessel
  • Fiction

    Beating

    "Betty worried what type of conversations and memories might have bubbled to the surface in a bar in the hands of her stoic husband."

    By Joe Ponce
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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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