Shit maybe it’s not a fun world Oh wait I just remembered gorillas can do sign language On the news there is footage of a hotel exploding Charts of diseases spreading, images of cities burning, […]
A Year of Violence (Michael Aurelio)
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 […]
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 […]
A PUBLIC BREAKUP LETTER TO THE LOVE OF MY LIFE (Isabel Rae McKenzie)
Dear alcohol, I almost died for you. An incomplete list of things I lost through loving you includes many years, feeling in my left arm, a fully functional liver, a burning slew of codependent lovers, […]
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 […]
Rejection Letters 