A quick note from M.M. Carrigan (Editor Grande Supreme of TBQ): Sometimes we tell a collective story. Rejection Letters tells a story of outsiderness, rejection. These stories exist outside TBQ, outside RL, outside any journal. […]
A quick note from M.M. Carrigan (Editor Grande Supreme of TBQ): Sometimes we tell a collective story. Rejection Letters tells a story of outsiderness, rejection. These stories exist outside TBQ, outside RL, outside any journal. […]
What they want me to write about: how, like every Indian family, mine harbored hope for a fair-skinned daughter. How, they thought of the names in preparation: Arjuni, Divyatha, Gauri. Names, that, in God-fearing Sanskrit, […]
My abdomen is haunted; riddled with girl corpses, none of them fully developed. They gaggle around in my omentum – the slippery curtain that hangs like an apron, sailing over my intestines. They cackle and […]
You said the sea called out to you. That the water held magic and you had to be a part of that beauty. I didn’t want to seem like a schmuck. Dark clouds were filling […]
Dear Vivian, I am not you. You are not me. Not any longer. We spent wasted so much time being the same entity. Your mystique was oh-so-cool, so mysterious, like you’d force people around you […]
canted, wood worn like copper plate and cushionless, the boon companion— over even the muse and his canon— sits full sung, with the wurlitzer toccata smeared across its keys by breath wandering, attempt at dialogue. […]
Dear Catholic Upbringing, Thank you so much for your interest in my morals and values, as well as your commitment to my fast-growing inferiority complex and panic-inducing sense of shame. Unfortunately, at this time, I […]
Dear My Face, Thank you for submitting SINGLE CHIN HAIR for our consideration. Again. While we admire your perseverance, we still believe that SINGLE CHIN HAIR is not a good fit for us at this […]
He says, I was thinking of socks and salad for dinner. I’ve just put our daughter down for a nap. I’ve just collected the dishes from lunch. Right? He asks. It’s been a while since […]