October 25, 2026 | fucked up modern love essays
Joseph and the Hot Tub Factory
Emma Estrada
Joseph was my internship advisor at a public access TV station in Berkeley
October 24, 2026 | Fiction
Highway Rosary
Jenna Obeid Mackenroth
This party is great, Maria, it’s really something special. You said this to our host as if she were our friend. Really, we’d known Maria for fifteen minutes and you already wanted to get into bed with her. You wanted a ménage à trois. This sounded stupid and French, but I wanted to get in bed with her too. Though my version of events wouldn’t involve you.
Dove Bars and Madame Ava
Hannah Sward
“Quality takes money,” she said.
Ghosting in the Age of Love-Bombing
Imge Tekniker
Dancing had always been my weapon. I don’t let myself think.
ACNE ART GOD & RECOVERY - VOLUMN 1
Marina Reza & Ashley Yang-Thompson
It feels weird knowing that my parents stalk my art website as a way of seeing what I’m up to. It’s one thing to be naked in front of strangers… but to be naked in front of my parents…
92 Degrees Kratom & Supreme
David Jadric and Devin McNerney
The Kratom store felt like a doctor's office. A guy in a white shirt and jeans next to a slumped woman attended to us.
[self-assessment]
a.d.
5. you are paralyzed like a deer in the middle of the road / a car is / a. hurtling towards you at full speed / b. disappearing into the distance
I'll Be Your Mirror
Mac Waldron
The first night I slept with R, he took Viagra and Adderall. He treated me to the sex marathon of my dreams and instantly cemented himself as the man at the top of my roster.
Getting Over Jason
Wilson Charles
I took a 10mg edible and brushed my teeth in the bathroom at LAX that evening.
Fog Life
Abigail Green
I was sick for four months, but it was not the kind of sick I was used to: it was a numbing contagion. Under darkened skies, I coughed up the particles of illness. I looked at the walls
Sex Without Context : Some scenes from 100ccs
Corey Lof
But we barely make it out of his sight and into the room before Xi’s on her back with her one leg up, foot on the concrete wall, both arms out straight, hands on my chest, holding me off.
The Novelization of Sorcerer
Avee Chaudhuri
Imagine a young honeymooning couple on their way to Polynesia, the husband’s forgotten his John le Carré on the train home from work: well no matter, here’s the novelization of Sorcerer to tide him over on a fourteen-hour flight, a portable cinematic experience in prose.
What Spikes the Shrike
Jessica Daugherty
When you think of birds of prey, you probably don’t think of a Shrike. Unless you’re really into birds
The Trenches – Excerpt
Christopher Zeischegg
In terms of security, the website for Foster Care, Adoption, and Family Services wasn’t exactly armed.
Running It Back
Acadia Currah
We dressed as Luke and Lorelai from Gilmore Girls that year;
Cum Punk’s Kim Vodicka on Femcel Fury and Restoring Life to Literature
Emma Reed Jones
I'm going to get canceled for probably half this shit I'm saying.
The Longest Ash
Mike Huguenor
It really is beautiful, he thinks, taking another puff on his joint, how music brings people together.
Five Poems
Spencer Eckart
It is a gift / to be alone in this world / together with everyone / and everything / we’ve ever loved
Words and Things
Blush Bullseye
There is a War between Words and Things. Armies are on opposite sides of a River called Speech
Three Poems
Dmitriy Kogan
I don’t care about writing anymore this is stupid / I don’t care anymore about this shit / They were like umm but doesn’t this mean so much to you / I said no




