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Metzgerhund - Siena Foster Soltis
She ordered the least potent thing she could find on the menu - the most neutral - the least information. That's all you want? That's...
Apr 17, 20224 min read
My Savage Legacy- Ellie Murphy
A granddaughter’s memoir of almost prolific Gay novelist, Thomas Savage Yesterday morning, my cousin Lizard cracked a beer and turned on...
Apr 15, 202220 min read
My Temple - Ty Franklin
You pass me a red cup full of soda and vodka Making sure that it never goes completely empty. The hum of the fluorescent lights beating...
Apr 13, 20222 min read
A Nighttime Chorus - Caitlin O’Brien
You drive for days before making it into the state that is supposed to be your home. Even then, after crossing the border, there are...
Apr 11, 20222 min read
An Hour as a Venus Flytrap - Stoness Verda
I lead them into the third room. Second from the back, not the best space but they only give that one to larger groups anyway. We...
Apr 7, 20226 min read
The Game of Pretend - Rachel Nielsen
Every summer, the old station wagon turns down the dirt path to the saggy wooden gate and we settle in to the cabin for a few weeks. The...
Apr 5, 202210 min read
Letdown - Jeni Anderson
Should I have written Busy? Occupied didn’t feel right. Please Knock? Stay the hell out was my first impulse, but acting on impulse...
Apr 3, 202210 min read
Iris - Marie Fayssoux
I was a sophomore in high school when she started forgetting what day of the week it was and where she put her glasses. I didn’t care –...
Apr 1, 20226 min read
Strands - Kelsey Wellington
My sister used to tell me she hated me for my hair. She wanted her wavy, frizzy hair to grow stick-straight like mine, to be left alone...
Mar 30, 20223 min read
what safe feels like - Kiera Obbard
when you grow up in chaos, you never really learn what safe feels like. the fear of your parents’ arguments the shame of leaving with...
Mar 26, 20221 min read
This poem would be called ‘November’, if that weren’t cliche - Sylvia Foster
My mom is burning leaves and there is ink drying. The smoke is white this morning, and doesn’t stray from its column. Its smell is...
Mar 24, 20221 min read
The Crab - Sabrina Herrmann
Who am I? Who have I been? Who do I want to be? My name is Sabrina Herrmann my initials sound like ‘essay’ if you say them fast enough I...
Mar 22, 20222 min read
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