Love Language | Fiction

Will Hall

The most money I ever made from acting was for a crisps commercial. The brand wanted to show how its product brought people together by — my agent reading me the brief over the phone — “saying the unsayable.” To do this they made a series of ads in which people wordlessly apologized for things with open bags of crisps. I played an impulsive young woman who tries on her...

Battle Creek | Poetry

Kathleen Ma

A pig in the shape of me goes to the gas station. Two ninety five is not bad for the Midwest, pressed under great slabs of sun. Take it all in, what you know and what you don’t. Don’t get it twisted I would never in my life be the mayor of Battle Creek, Michigan. Open your eyes! You think it’s slick to imagine me so tall, so cool. Let...

still life in necromancy | Poetry

Leslie McIntosh

What makes the dead turn  Beyond decomposition  Is mystery is radical is  Teleportation is a man coming  Back to life is a toddler falling  From a playground swing  Zenith-spat smartly into mud  Seeing all around lose her  In descent puddle and dirt find her  A worm forced from home by rain  Wriggles closer to her ear saying  Baby is a deer knowing no  Language but understanding  What it can safely...

Voraciousness and Shame | Ozempic’s Weight Loss Counterrevolution

Vivian Hu

In a March 2024 special titled “Shame, Blame, and the Weight Loss Revolution,” Oprah Winfrey aired what was essentially an infomercial for a new class of drugs that promised to revolutionize the way we thought about obesity. The hour-long segment promoted Ozempic, Mounjaro, and Wegovy, which target GLP-1 (and, in Mounjaro’s case, GIP) receptors to make people feel fuller and slow the rate at which their stomachs empty. On the...

Model Employees | The Dawn of Digital Twins

Max Hancock

The H.R. software provider syd™ may ask you to submit your spit. But even if you decline to supply a saliva sample, it will still request your dietary and financial information. All this, plus your environmental data (like your home address and the temperature outside), is used to create a digital copy of you, which syd™ delivers to your boss, who can then use it to track your “Life Quality,”...

It’s All Coming Back to Me Now | Poetry

Ethan Seeley

The hills are facts. Assembling. Toyotas are crawling, antlike, all over their hairy backsides. The ants vote with their pocket- books. Lacking pocketbooks, they are disenfranchised. So, they vote with their feet. Our feet head for the hills. The hills are looking very factual tonight. The mist descends, monsterlike, to knock at the doors of the houses pouring smoke out their several chimneys. The smoke, toyotalike, crashes into the mist....

Repackaged Nostalgia | The Dubaification of Beirut

Zeead Yaghi

Em Sherif, a high-end restaurant in Beirut, recently opened a more casual outpost that, according to its Emirates-based controlling shareholder ADMO Lifestyle Holding, “offers a modern and vibrant take on Lebanese cuisine” that’s rooted in “authentic flavors.” The most popular menu item seems to be an expensive sandwich that reimagines a classic Lebanese appetizer: slices of heirloom tomato are dressed with garlic sauce, sumac, green chili, spring onion, and olive...

Instruments of Siege | Gaza Under Blockade

Joelle M. Abi-Rached

When historians look back on the genocide in Gaza, they will be struck by the ways it both echoes and deviates from historical precedents. The deliberate, politically engineered famine combines old instruments of siege, including blockade tactics, with twentieth-century developments in caloric management: the control of food and other essentials to keep a population at subsistence level. It also bears distinctly 21st-century features, like the use of social media and...

Ripe for Abuse | ICE Threatens Farmworkers

Luis Feliz Leon

In March, Alfredo “Lelo” Juarez, a farmworker who helped form the independent union Familias Unidas por la Justicia, was arrested by ICE and sent to a privately run immigrant detention center in Tacoma, Washington, where he was served inedible food. “Chicken was so undercooked that sometimes it dripped blood, and people got sick during the night,” he told the journalist David Bacon in August. Another farmworker, Jaime Alanís García, broke...

Our Lady of Suffering’s Inner Beauty Pageant | Fiction

Madeline Cash

Louise Flynn was afflicted by the plight of the middle child. She had never broken a bone or been mistaken for a celebrity, had never done something to warrant a medal, certificate, or plaque. She did not have a sense of individual style. At school she wore a uniform and on weekends her sister’s hand-me-downs. Even her mother Catherine bragged about the ease of easy Louise’s labor. While her elder...