During the year in which my girlfriend was brutally attacked and almost killed, I took up boxing. I wandered the streets of Manhattan. Dared cars to run me over. Stared down 6ft tall men hoping […]
Author: Lindsay Hargrave
White flowers by acrylic (Rini Barman)
Not that you are gone But that you are going And not that you are far From going intothat which you keep going outand about. But that your eyes twitch Like a white flower bud […]
Where Do We Go From Here? (Megan Neary )
It should be beautiful, to lie beneath the stars on a warm spring night, stretched out in the bed of the beat-up red truck, his arms around her, a pile of blankets on top of […]
Submittable Submission Titles Because Top-Tier Journals Love to Publish Queers (Koss)
Four lesbians on a motorcycle in BangkokSeven lesbian poems locked in a prisonFive black lesbian poems, forty-seven straight white editors14 recovered Evangelical editors, all whiteThis little queer went to SubmittableBurning down the lesbian poems100 non-binary […]
Heartbreaker (Olivia Powers)
By the time they wondered where we were we had already been gone for quite a while, first to the back patio behind those mildewed beach umbrellas, then, urgently, into a cab and off across […]
untitled (m. forajter)
my DNA boils in a soup pot. in go my brain pills.greta, what should i do about the environment?existential sadness will not grant me a house in the woods,a golden retriever, a job that pays […]
love letter to dr. phil (Samantha Fain)
in response to a dr. phil soundboard your drawl scrawlsthrough my ears at 4pm.i shut the tv off.you’re still there, you southern god. you’re rancid & you blowyour nose with money. a man without a […]
Streetlight People (SR Schulz)
I cannot remain silent. I reached my breaking point two weeks ago when you stood up on the table and shouted how you, Won’t stop believin’, to Mom, her face full of tears and sadness. […]
THE BROKEN PENCIL (J. Archer Avary)
the paper was clean and whitethe pencil was so sharp it snapped its leadthe broken pencil was a metaphorfor something but what? the broken pencil was uselessthere was a gaping hole like a volcano craterwhere […]
Rejection Letters 