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Underground by Melissa Mendelson

"What do you think they do to people who remove the chips from their brain?  You never see them again."

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Submit to Gadfly Online! We're currently looking for new submissions in the following categories: original lit (fiction, nonfiction, poetry), reviews (music, film, literature, live events), commentary, and critical essays.

All opinions and styles are welcome!

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Mami Said by Ronnie Triminio

I touched my red swollen lips. How they blistered and burned, like walking barefoot in a Macy’s parking lot.

I smeared my lips with a cool red chapstick. More and more until they were a bright cherry red.

I licked my lips, hmm, strawberry candy! Red is god’s gift.

Mami said to come outside, so I skipped freely wearing nothing but lovely red. Si, Mami?

Smack. Nina! Estupido. She pulled me inside so that my cousins couldn’t see me crying and wiped my face of the devil’s red lipstick.

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Modern Modernity Part I by Thomas Kearnes

It’s stupid to fall for gay guys. That’s what my sister Suzanne said while she scoured the stovetop. But Grover is different, I told her. He wasn’t like all the men who fucked me over, men like Ariel’s father, whatever happened to him.

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Drone Man, Executed…, and Pandora’s Box by John Kaniecki

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Between Veins, Guaranteed Delivery by December 24th, and Other Poems by David Remer

The Drunk and the Dreamer

Had he walked in with a bonus, a raise, carnations, an affair— one thing to satisfy his want to be needed, her need to be wanted

The house would creak, crack, and thaw out Like ice cubes dropped into a glass of iced tea—snap, shard, and eventually attach onto one another.

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Literature Review: Melissa Mendelson’s “Porcelain” Classically Thrilling by Candace Carter

Candace reviews "Porcelain," the recently published book by Melissa Mendelson –  of one of Gadfly's regular contributors.

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Like No Other (feat. Shyvonne) — Robert Lux

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Get to Know the Artist: Robert Lux

The title of the EP says it in its most basic form: Music for Dancing. Read our exclusive interview with DJ, producer, and songwriter Robert Lux – now on Gadfly. (x)

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Jack Daniels by Lauren Beleut

Jack Daniels speaks to the broken hearted girl with bright blue eyes and natural red hair—

Face as empty as an alcoholic’s shot glass.

She’s watching, waiting for the bartender to fill her glass to the brim,

Willing to pay him extra for a couple free drinks—

Not with the money she doesn’t have but with

The lips she knows how to use,

The thong she knows how to pull aside, and the

Meaningless moans she can make in the backseat of his car.

Jack Daniels murmurs in the drunken ear of the broken hearted girl with bright blue eyes and natural red hair.

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The Silent War We Wage by Melissa Mendelson

I don’t like to call myself a Road Rager. I would rather the open road. I prefer the white, fluffy clouds and bright blue sky. Empty pavement. Instead, I get the blaring headlights and the cars swerving into the opposite lane just to cut me off.

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Millennial Lullaby by Carla Mary McNamara

Chitter chatter and poisonous banter Of young bloods trapped in a room. A vigorous flutter of papers and pens and mouthing off to the teacher just because they can.

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Poetry by Jonel Abellanosa

Cats on the Roof

After hours of listening In darkness, I’m at last Hearing what stillness between Sounds has been telling me:

Let it remain a mystery

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A Leading Man, John Cho, and Selfie by Chanhong Luu

Chanhong takes a look at the parallels between on-screen actor GQ Qi and real-life actor John Cho's careers in her latest review.

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Get to Know the Artist: Jackie Venson

Read our interview with Jackie Venson exclusively on Gadfly. (x)

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Angry Young Man, Dipsomania, and Other Poems by Guapo Magnifico

An orange light peaks through the window Hatefully greets another day. He pulls the red sleeping bag over his head Wishing this nausea would subside.

Fresh scrapes across his knuckles And violent, violet bruises on his knees— Just another average morning For this angry young man.

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