Drinking buddies

24 of PBR Because Utah Prohibits 30-Racks (Bridger Royce)

“They don’t give blue ribbons to losers,” Danny Boy shouts through a camel light cloud. Danny is my co-worker. We bump chairs on Powderhorn ski lift at Solitude Mountain Resort. Today is Saturday, so we’re tailgating the red snake, our term for the traffic-clogged GPS graphic that materializes down the canyon. I heft the PBR’s […]

The Ghost of a Gin and Tonic (Katie Holtmeyer)

started underneath the elusive glow of the soleflickering streetlight we’d beencatcalled and cornered and caught outsideso maybe we were looking for a little fight counted by liquor-soaked limes instead of by loregave our order as soon as we arrived butwe aren’t allowed coasters at this bar anymore we both lift up and destroyeverything we touch […]

The farmhouse (Matt Mitchell)

Consider this an apocalypse. Not a McCarthy apocalypse, but a you and me apocalypse. End Times where we have a farmhouse atop a hill in one of those abandoned Dakotas. That farmhouse, we went sore just making it ours. The cannibals next door watch us hold our son in the air and zip him around […]

Sharp Things (Jane-Rebecca Cannarella)

A man tried to hold up the craft store I worked at with an X-Acto knife he stole from aisle 8. I was at the cash register alone, an end-of-the-day aproned body, without the granted power that comes with a key to open the till. When he waved the knife at me, I tried to […]

I Have Sent This Poem to Every Inpatient Program Hoping It Finds You (Matthew Feinstein)

You peered into me while chewingJuicy Fruit—pulling out & undressinganother strip from foil & placing itinto my mouth. You were sixteen.I was the twelve-year-old boywho wore a ragged red-sox cap& hand-me-down overalls,in constant awe of your knee-highsocks & combat boots.When I asked aboutthe nick on your chin,you told me storiesof loving a boy who triedto […]

The Subject of Space (Heaps)

The surgeon, after his second date with Marisa, seemed sheepish about the more gruesome facts of his work — When she wanted to know if the surgeon could bear the jolts of electricity when he touched the cold metal, he called for the waiter. When Marisa asked when he learned to stop looking into the […]

Inheritance (J. Bradley)

Mom prayed that the little brother or sister in her belly would be better than me and I get why because I have more of my dad in me than my mom and unlike my dad, I’m still here, reminding my mom of him, which is why my right eye hurts, and when Ms. Cahill […]

15 pack of ice cold Busch Light (Sheldon Birnie)

Win or lose; winter, spring, summer or fall; asphalt still warm as the sun lingers in the west or in the face of a brutal north wind, suds freezing to slush faster than you can dump em back; there’s nothing quite like popping the tarps off a couple Busch lattes out in the parking lot […]

Sea Breeze (Paige Olivia Roberts)

Sea Breeze: 1 1/2 oz Vodka 3 oz Cranberry juice 1 1/2 oz Grapefruit juice Garnish with a lime wedge While the Kennedy’s sit across the bar and sip on their dignified signature cocktail, go ahead and take their foul-mouthed cousin out for a spin. And spin, you will! The Sea Breeze is just sweet […]

Jon Collins (Joshua Bohnsack)

Similar to the Tom Collins, the sibling drink, Jon Collins is made with whiskey instead of gin, but still mixes in lemon juice, simple syrup, and club soda to make a refreshing cocktail perfect for any occasion. It makes an excellent everyday sipper that can be poured in just a few minutes. Serve with straws. […]

Black Velvet & Coke (Sage Ravenwood)

Two people, one birthday, Me and my father. Real dads are a myth. Birthdays will never Be memorable. You left a nine-year-old Little girl; she found you I found you, remember? I remember Black Velvet and Coke sickly sweet. The clink of ice against glass, Liquid slosh, how easily you Slid a drink in front […]