October 2, 2024 | Fiction
I Remember Jenny Stax
Scott Laudati
But the merch guy was always your ticket in.
October 1, 2024 | Fiction
The luckiest girls in the world can turn themselves to stone
Chloe Pingeon
He never returns. That summer, it is just Olive and Rhea.
September 30, 2024 | Poetry
life is cheap ...
Eric Subpar
i am the machine that desires
and only in such desire
can i exist
September 27, 2024 | Fiction
crossing the line
Sophie Madeline Dess
It’s not necessarily loneliness that I feel but rather a burgeoning propensity toward violence.
Humiliation
Evan Grillon
“Aren’t hot dogs a little, you know, phallacious?” Sam asked, the words rolling out of his mouth like marbles.
“I’m a Halloweenie.”
“I hate you,” he said under his breath, but just loud enough that he hoped she would hear him.
ROUGH TRADE
MICHAEL CHANG
trying to recall
the newness of our sexual joy
A Shitty Night
Anonymous
I had come out just a year or two prior, and anal sex was new. Nobody taught me anything.
Three Poems
Benjamin Drevlow
Oh. No. I prefer fat men and fingernail clippers.
Three Poems
Cletus Crow
i grew tired of bukowski's penis / even deer looked plastic
Number 10 for Her
Adam Berlin
I taste cigarette in her mouth.
LIKE LIKE LIKE
Lauren Matthews
When we met, I was dazzled by how easily she surrendered to her desire. She’d wake up late and order breakfast from the store down the street, roll in late to work and not think twice.
The Big Asshole
md wheatley
I went in every Manhattan bookstore looking for The Cows by Lydia Davis.
A Fragment A Day Keeps The Ghosts Away: A Review Of Nate Lippens' 'Ripcord'
Danielle Chelosky
Lippens, like most writers and artists in general, occupies this space slightly distanced from the commotion of the world.
Marriage Ghazal
Lily Sadighmehr
I can’t read in Farsi but I taught him how to say kiss, my flower, small, my heart and now the florists know
Shared Google Doc
Benjamin George Coles
We had a shared Google Doc titled ‘Ground rules for this relationship’.
On Being Mad
Jennifer Ostopovich
my first hospitalization was at 13 after swallowing a bottle of Tylenol.
The Nudist Colony
Philip Traylen
I have the feeling that, if she wished, Tiff could control me entirely through simple elbow voodoo; just a loose jet-lagged tilt and I would fall to the floor, start foaming at the mouth.
Day In and Day Out
Max Stone
Fought so hard to be this self— this man in front of you. I’m free to wear pink and piss in the urinal.
Natural Selection
Craig Foltz
8: Perhaps we’ve misheard. Perhaps our facility with language will lead to our downfall. Perhaps the public lauding of our own personas is parasitic and causes continuous displacement.
They Called Him a Monster
Jennifer Ostopovich
The idea that mental illness can be effectively managed with drugs is a relatively new one
Selections from Diary 2023 to 2024
Arthur Sillers
She said she was mad because I portrayed her as a vaguely inconvenient antagonist side character.
5 NEW POEMS ABT BRUCE
Elizabeth Ellen
Because I am toxic and codependent
Because I am not good for Bruce.
In the Service of Unknown Gods
Sam Redlark
[The names of certain parties have been changed. Other names were never known and are now lost in time.]
I get maudlin and nostalgic over the Christmas holidays, mostly for a past version of