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“You can almost smell the meat searing, don’t you think?”

Shawn put his nose to the air to play along but smelled only a diaper full of shit worn by the baby in the stroller in front of him.

THE MODEL RAILROAD by Jon Doughboy

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December 8, 2025 at 3:04 PM
Last week I sold all my things on eBay and they were all bought by different people called Rebecca. I sensed that this meant the veil between the terrene and the firmament was particularly thin at the moment.

THE LIVER MAN IS ALSO A VIRGIN by Martha Busfield

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December 5, 2025 at 4:28 PM
bong rip of blown kisses / sundown hoofin / angelic chorus / on repeat

ERMM, OK, THAT WAS RANDOM by Louis Packard

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December 4, 2025 at 3:04 PM
If I searched for the roof long enough, back then I could forget the ground entirely.

THE VALLEY by Reese Sterling Alexander

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December 3, 2025 at 3:26 PM
Hey Dewey,

Been a minute.

You died this past month 30 years ago. You were 19. So was I.
An open letter on grief and loss from @timkabara.bsky.social in this week’s ANYTHING FOR A WEIRD LIFE

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December 2, 2025 at 4:14 PM
Your ghost is a note on the cupboard.

THE-THING-THAT-HAUNTS by katharinetyndall.bsky.social

www.bruisermag.com/Tyndall_Thing
December 2, 2025 at 3:17 PM
The lemon was only the size of an eyeball when it detached from my body.

Three fresh poems from @ezhang77.bsky.social

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December 1, 2025 at 3:49 PM
They are stealing our human food. Even the lemons that must be tart. They are going bowling in the part of the walls that is empty space, the parts that are not the wood that holds the structure.

MODERN PESTS by Niles Baldwin

www.bruisermag.com/Baldwin_Pest
November 26, 2025 at 3:00 PM
congrats to our Pushcart Prize nominees

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November 26, 2025 at 2:50 PM
AI will never have its pedal short out in the middle of the song and have to improvise what to do to get to the end. AI will never have to kick someone out of the band.

@timkabara.bsky.social on Suno, Alzabo, and Missing the Entire Point of Being Alive in this week’s ANYTHING FOR A WEIRD LIFE ↓
November 25, 2025 at 3:03 PM
This room can hold a scream, if it’s creased just right. This room can hold a whisper. This room can hold a pulse.

DOLLHOUSE REALTOR by Shae

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November 24, 2025 at 3:59 PM
…a dreamtime lost in proving was regained by kneading herself awake in this pursuit of perfection which so infected her that her head began to swell and warm with something beyond a fever…

THE BEST THING SINCE PERFECTION by Jason Graff

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November 21, 2025 at 3:08 PM
“By Sunday I was utterly exhausted, but I powered through…”

Lukas Armstrong-Laird reports from the 26th Maryland Film Festival
November 20, 2025 at 4:11 PM
The clamor fades with distance, but I walk with the constant knowledge that it might reappear any moment and deliver me with a single swipe to the ground, where I’d be mauled—this is just what they do, right?

INTERCESSOR by @leonnardmenifee.bsky.social

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November 20, 2025 at 3:33 PM
Anyway, did you hear a big storm’s coming? Supposed to flood the street right here in front of our condos.

BEFORE THE STORM COMES by C.S. Mee

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November 19, 2025 at 3:05 PM
The promo video read “there are worlds they have not told you of: Diffusion.”

Sounds like a party to me!

@timkabara.bsky.social recounts AN EVENING OF DIFFUSION in this week’s ANYTHING FOR A WEIRD LIFE

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November 18, 2025 at 4:43 PM
their bullet wounds had stopped itching, nothing bled.
birds tapped their skulls apart like candy shells.

Sink your teeth into two new poems by Jordan Ranft

www.bruisermag.com/ranft_zombies
November 18, 2025 at 4:03 PM
congrats to our Best Small Fictions nominees

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November 17, 2025 at 4:40 PM
I am a hologram learning to divide myself.

CRACKED ACTOR by M. A. Toothill

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November 17, 2025 at 3:01 PM
A circle pit soon materialized. Endorphins inundated your nervous system like a flooded ravine.

CANDLES by @jlmoultrie.bsky.social

www.bruisermag.com/moultrie_can...
November 14, 2025 at 3:30 PM
I’d thought it was a farm with our house on it. But they told me when the Lord rings our phone we answer.

PRIOR TO THE STATE INQUIRY, MY PARENTS RAN A CHILDREN'S PRISON by Christian Fuller

www.bruisermag.com/fuller_prison
November 14, 2025 at 3:05 PM
“I could see the cloud of cigarette smoke from down the block. A group of art-weirdos were mingling outside of 2640 Space.”

Jess Bither reports from the November edition of Baltimore’s underground film showcase, New Works
November 13, 2025 at 4:12 PM
“I could see the cloud of cigarette smoke from down the block. A group of art-weirdos were mingling outside of 2640 Space.”

Jess Bither reports from the November edition of Baltimore’s underground film showcase, New Works
November 13, 2025 at 4:06 PM
What say clattering of bones, fingers of smoke, numbers of a name?

Three poems by @kevingrauke.bsky.social

www.bruisermag.com/grauke_three...
November 13, 2025 at 3:36 PM
BRUISERS, LIT FREAKS and SMART MARKS:

Managing editor @joshshepard.bsky.social got hit by an uninsured driver, resulting in heavy ER and auto costs.

To help one of the very best of us, we are offering two shirts for preorder, with every dime going toward Josh's bills: bruisermag.bigcartel.com
November 12, 2025 at 3:09 PM