In October of 2025, DUMBO Press published Smile Central. The author has remained anonymous, working under the pseudonym Theodore Wallbanger. This is our attempt to learn more about the man …
Interview
Inventory of What Still Moves Somewhere the lungs are still doing their small, unremarked work. Somewhere a pulse keeps its appointment with the dark side of the wrist.
Poetry
“We haven’t seen you a while, Come home” Sorry mami no The textbooks have just uncuffed me Idleness a luxury I shouldn’t presume Duties the hands on a …
Poetry
Welcome to the woolen nest of my heart A tiny airhole opened to the brisk wind of a new year A little oxygen to feed the fire And …
Poetry
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DISEMBODIED VOICEAm I alive, or have I expired?The question echoes as you try and fail to observe your surroundings. …
Short Story
On the upper deck, Henri leans against the railing watching the French coastline get swallowed in mist. It looks …
Short Story
No one knows what to expect when the storm of mothers reaches landfall along the West Coast. As …
Short Story
STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE FOOTHOLDS ON LUGGAGE Bustling check-in desk, suited men. Orderly queue – duty free sake.
Poetry
Sunrise on the outskirts of a suburban town. The robins have returned, pecking among newly sprung hyacinth and crocus, …
Short Story
Another painting in La Galería Nacional In a change of tone so complete I dropped my chocolate milk which splashed hideously across my tennis shoes and caused a …
Poetry
Shouting into the phone over the sound of alarm bells, Diana Margeson, director of the Taylor-Massey Alzheimer’s …
Short Story
Bellicose, Varicose Brains -For Ashby Logan Hill -To be read to “Beautiful but Stupid” by Peter Brötzman *** Rock and rail, rambler, randomly reticent and rageful. Wriggle your …
Poetry
FROM THE PERSONALS: “Robin: Once there was a certain small bear who forgot 2 wish a certain spec woman …
Flash Fiction
Storm Warning A cold grain of sand shuttles towards me, grips a lonely follicle with its sticky bulk. The bleached beach glares one sun beam to the wooden hull, heats …
Poetry
How to be an Artist? I feel trapped by my language, and don’t know what to do, because each and every day, I serve overpriced plates of fried …
Poetry
public beach you pull blades of grass twist them bow ties afraid to swim show your body I fall waves glide dumb eyes shut you sit on …
Poetry
The school year had been difficult for Filmore. It was hard for him to learn anything, especially as …
Short Story
Action At the Fiesta Lanes Bill bowled a strike. He jumped up and down and went back and took his seat near his Chesterfield smoldering in a tray.
Poetry
A strange new lust arose in young-man Pip as he watched Miss Havisham circle the repast and wedding cake, …
Short Story
I didn’t want to come over because I had already bought a ticket to Pinocchio (live action), but …
Short Story
CONTENT WARNING: EXPLICIT AND GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONBribsy the Rabbit is a very funnyfull rabbit who loves to hop hop hop. …
Short Story
Fisheye under the ceiling you theorize what? subatomic vibrations clad to your knees Billy with two carrots in his mouth dipping into the water, dipping back from the …
Poetry
Self-transcendence came formlessly and by chance. I noted the exodus of my blood into the forest soil but …
Flash Fiction
The house I grew up in was red, and then one day, it was not. You painted it a yellowy shade of cream, and said it looked better, newer, …
Poetry
The evening the mosquito showed up, Tiffany whipped fresh cream with a whisk in a bowl her mother …
Short Story
“In the turkey? You put them in the bloody turkey?” Quail (named for the species) railed into Tavi …
Short Story
“McDonalds”She made a meal out of his kids, while the cum burned up in her belly.“Earnest Drinks the Kool-Aid”JoJo …
Short Story