Fiction by Brandon Quintin | Out of the fog came a horse-drawn sleigh, scratching its way across the ice. The horses huffed and puffed, spouting steam like dragons. Huddled together aboard the sleigh were two Frenchmen, their faces down, shielded from the elements. They didn’t see the seventy four guerrilla fighters crouched among the brush on the shoreline. Watching. Waiting.
read moreFiction by A.J.R. Klopp | Wolf and warband advanced westward and with each night the Hunter’s Moon drew near
read moreFiction by Jack Norman | I happen to know that, on the night of my conception, my father had to be dragged to bed by my mother after he had spent hours playing the latest edition of Sega Sports World Series Baseball on the Sega Mega Drive console
read moreFiction by Jack Norman | I happen to know that, on the night of my conception, my father had to be dragged to bed by my mother after he had spent hours playing the latest edition of Sega Sports World Series Baseball on the Sega Mega Drive console
read moreFiction by Stuart Ross | They try. They try as much as Ellory can stand it, as much as Ty can stand up. They try thrice in one night, like schoolchildren, before second sleep on Sunday mornings, on midweek sick day afternoons. They try in Ottawa, Naples, Barcelona, and Miami in the rain
read moreFiction by Jordan Black | I sat in my small office studying a chess puzzle on my phone, waiting for Rob Gullickson, who was several minutes late. When he came in, he had a bounce to his walk, a smile, a far off look in his glimmering eyes, all as though he was dramatically enthused about something well beyond what we were about to discuss. He was fat, tan, looked well-rested from his three weeks in our office in Uruguay.
read moreFiction by Panurge | Ahh, Frances! I remember our honeymoon. Here, on the floor of another hotel room, I recall the beginning of our marriage – the disgrace that was our union. Rolling around on the plush carpet of the – I must say profoundly clean – hotel room floor, I remember it all!
read moreFiction by Ryan Gillam | I got into a fight with my friend Trevor that day. We were eleven. I can’t remember the reason for the fight
read moreFiction by Leo Vladimirsky | The Puppy Love clinic on Prospect Park West sat between a chain coffee shop and one of those nostalgia studios where people went to make apps the old-fashioned way. As Madison crossed the street, she noticed that the sign above the door was flickering with cubic artifacts, words flipping every few seconds
read moreFiction by Br0dysseus | His phone distilled the day’s events: crown moldings, placards for Maulbertsch, hazy steins of beer. The last picture showed him and Cullen. They were seated in a velour booth, faces jaundiced by a bromidic candelabra. Terry wore an azure turtleneck, Cullen—an oxford button-down
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MAN’S WORLD is now available, for the very first time, as a high-quality printed magazine. Across 200 glorious pages, you’ll find everything that made the digital magazine the sensation that it was – the best essays, the most brilliant new fiction, interviews, art, food, sex, fitness – and so much more.
MAN’S WORLD is now available, for the very first time, as a high-quality printed magazine. Across 200 glorious pages, you’ll find everything that made the digital magazine the sensation that it was – the best essays, the most brilliant new fiction, interviews, art, food, sex, fitness – and so much more.
