Prose

“An Open Letter to My College Student Frantically Trying to Complete Last Week’s Homework During Class,” Anita Gill

Sep 7th, 2016 | By

Dear Student,

I regret to inform you I cannot accept your homework. I am aware it is due today, but I don’t think you clearly grasp the purpose of homework. Allow me to explain it more fully to you.

Homework is defined as a set of tasks or assignments that are to be completed outside of class. Pay attention to the phrases outside of class and the word home in homework.



“List of things to randomly write on documents to get you fired, but not right away, from your legal document scanning job,” by Timothy DeLizza

Aug 31st, 2016 | By

“Important section” surrounded by little hearts and stars.

Approximate time to discovery: Never.
Chance of termination upon discovery: High



“A Guide to Attending Your Twenty-Year Elementary School Reunion Like the Single, Childfree, Badass Bitch that You Are,” by Christina Berchini

Aug 24th, 2016 | By

Breathe. You’ve been jolted. Your heart palpitations and sudden flashbacks to the worst six years of your life are perfectly appropriate responses. After all, you’ve just received a class reunion invitation from a peer whose personality rivaled that of the clown called ‘It.’

Step away from the e-vite. Whether or not this is the first recorded attempt at an elementary school reunion since the founding of the Boston Latin School is irrelevant.



“An Egg, an Ogg, and a Grog,” by TS Hendrik

Aug 20th, 2016 | By

Ogg and Grog strolled through the beautiful prehistoric environment. The sun was shining brightly, and the air warm, with just the slightest chance of Ice Age. All around the world seemed to be at peace.

“What a lovely day it is in 3000 B.C.,” Ogg proclaimed.

“B.C.? What’s that?” Grog asked.

“Before Christ. It’s the other one I can never remember.”



“Once Upon a Bed Time Dreary,” by Jennifer Pullen

Aug 20th, 2016 | By

Once upon a time there was a child who had the misfortune to be born in a kingdom with some extremely socially sensitive fairies. Shush, you asked for Sleeping Beauty, and so that’s what I’m giving you. I know I’m not reading it, I’m telling it, that’s what people used to do all the time, you know. When? Once upon a time, that’s when. Anyway. So once upon a time.