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A Yellow Tulip
Nancy Freund
The moon came out, riding on a motorbike, his head hatted, silver-blue, attached.
Eating Away From Others
Cameron Thomas Snyder
We compiled our snacks and made for the playhouse basement.
Winter Dance Party
Brett Biebel
I never kissed another man, but I danced for one once.
Baby Cakes
Jon Stuart Peterson
“Baby Cakes.” I don’t think she has ever called me that.
A Lesbian's Guide to Cave Exploration
Maggie Cooper
There is nothing, Lois says, gayer than spelunking.
Reign in Bliss
Crow Jonah Norlander
He wondered, "What if I never get out of the shower?" and just like that he never did.
Today on Dagobah, Ep. 7: "Mud"
Josh Sippie
Being able to walk in a straight line is not something Yoda had ever taught himself to appreciate. The sidewalks on Coruscant, on Alderaan, even on Kashyyyk, they took the user where they wanted to go...
Everyone Loves Us and We Do Not Die and We Never Sleep Alone
Haley Morton
Every day we both live.
The Snow Wall
Greg Tebbano
There were no ways around. There was reverse, but that was its own failure.
Heidi & Bob
Jon Lindsey
She is thinking that when you make love, your brain opens, and everyone knows what you are thinking, and you know what everyone else is thinking, so your husband knows what you are thinking and can control you.
Hold Music
Zac Smith
Greg listened to hold music while rereading the suicide note.
Billy James Henry & Peachy
Connor Goodwin
I told him about Nebraska and how it was a dried up ancient ocean bed, how farmers harvested corn and clicks, how there might be kings buried under the freshly tilled soil or angels who dusted the August crops.
Genius Loci
Brittany Ackerman
She imagined walking barefoot across the grass in the backyard, sitting in the hammock and reading that book her teacher from graduate school had published.
Dead Dog Spot
Cory Bennet
The landscape was a flat dimension, no mountains or hills. Farmland and ramshackle homes that looked like collages, you could see the years in them.
Culler Release Program
Joshua English
Usually I’d just as soon look away from cruelty, but Lemuel flung that chicken square at my face and my first instinct was to swat her, fretting her clipped wings and shrieking like a raspy old woman, down on the heads of the others. Simple reflex.
Recent Books
Pregaming Grief
Danielle Chelosky
Love is like a museum. You have to look around, experience things, and then leave.
Backwardness
Garielle Lutz
Garielle's longest, most peculiar, most particularized book. A sure-to-be collector's item. Delivery 4-6 weeks!
Dear Nico: the Diary of Elizabeth Ellen (Nov, 2018-Feb, 2020)
Elizabeth Ellen
"Is this the actual diary you wrote at the time? The diary reads a lot like a novel, with its motifs of the murderess, the acupuncturist, etc." -Garielle Lutz, author of Worsted and The Complete Gary Lutz