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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Before the game I asked my Girl to stop cheering for Doofus Danny, the roided out linebacker all the …
Short Story
Man hurtles himself headfirst at his 15th-floor window, all the unwavering self-hate Man can muster.Window doesn’t shatter, doesn’t shudder, doesn’t waver.Window is no Hollywood pussy break-away glass window.Man is no …
Flash Fiction
It was all a dream.I’m actually a cat.You have a split personality that’s way cooler and more assertive than you and gets all the ladies.The doctor was the injured boy’s …
Flash Fiction
For you Sam Sam calls it this human experiment I ripped off the phrase It features in the opening story of my book Which I sent to Sam Who read …
Poetry
I don’t expect to run into my mother on the Ibiza strip surrounded by drunks and neon lights and …
Flash Fiction
i hunger for the moment of entry for expansion yielding all pretense all carefully constructed indifference to a muted question of permission may? i?
Poetry
Janice learned early in her journalism career–when she still had a career, or access to that grand ladder of …
Short Story
subjugation wait, i can explain -- i used to be feral, chewing raw meat with sugary teeth, sucking on a carcass during sleepless nights, trying to fend off boars and …
Poetry
Leonard and I had laughed hard first, then with trepidation, when Caroline, at five years old and in …
Short Story
Sunny And now the sun appears – an arrogant schoolboy staring through my window – What am I doing? Just looking.
Poetry
Now, with your temporary elopement drawing to an end, every minute spent together was, for both of you, “worth …
Short Story
1793The hickories and black gums done been naked a piece, and Christmas come and went two months past. …
Short Story
There once was a father who tried his hardest to achieve his goal of teaching his son to …
Flash Fiction
Just below the fine white linen tablecloth, on his lap where only she could see it, he held …
Short Story
I like to walk fast and imagine minutes falling away on the other side of whatever journey is unfolding. …
Flash Fiction
I lived in a town where starving girls weaved Paper chains from heartstrings and gum wrappers, Staving off reality with cheap spirits coaxed from older lovers I lived …
Poetry
Peeling oranges with our eyes closed, on a rooftop lidded with stars Moon scrapes away a crescent of the sky and we cut away pounds of Our flesh …
Poetry
Ketamine kisses douse a blazing girl with the sick tang of gasoline, heartthrob, dementia She droops, star splayed and eager in her drowsiness, sped by the rhyme …
Poetry
Other Faces shift in my dreams from us to them and back. They are with me, free in that place: my people, cast out as Other from this …
Poetry
Candy wrappers slathered onto wooden tables and chip bags’ potent smells wafted through the air and around the …
Flash Fiction
Blind Man in the Snow I was troubled about something, I can't remember what. It might have …
Flash Fiction