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March 31, 2022 | Poetry

Two Poems

Katelin Kelly

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March 30, 2022 | Nonfiction

My Shoes Are Ruined and You Said Nothing

Sean Turner McLeod

You are standing on an indifferent platform in Preston Station and a little black spaniel is making unbreaking eye-contact with you as he pisses on your leg.

March 30, 2022 | Interview

Stir It Up: Aileen Weintraub talks food, pregnancy amidst the chaos, and her new book Knocked Down: A High-Risk Memoir

Hannah Grieco

Aileen Weintraub is one of those incredibly funny writers who also has that superpower to make you cry against your will. You may have read her pieces about pregnancy, motherhood, aging, and more –

March 27, 2022 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

Softbox

Anya Maria Johnson

On the first day of my streaming career, I asked Gabe to come over to adjust the lighting design of my “set.”

March 25, 2022 | Poetry

Amiss

Ian U Lockaby

In the middle of
the street is everyone
you know.

March 24, 2022 | Nonfiction

Queer Time, Sand Too

Aislin Neufeldt

Maybe you didn’t recognize me, me with longer hair, growing tits, a new name.

March 22, 2022 | Fiction

The Far Side

Julie Goldberg

She was going up to Poughkeepsie to see a girl she had met on the internet who, promisingly, shared her passion for Gary Larson comics.

March 21, 2022 | Poetry

In a New York Summer

David Ehmcke

Two men smoking cigarettes on Bleecker could mean anything
to each other.

March 20, 2022 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

Prep School Drug Mule

Sadie McCarney

Fifteen years before my autism diagnosis - the year I chopped off all my hair with jagged scissors - I hid a not inconsequential baggie of hash in my dorm room closet. I was, as always, trying to

March 18, 2022 | Poetry

Julia Fox Isn't A Writer & other poems

Elizabeth Ellen

I hadn’t notified Interview magazine abt it
I hadn’t tweeted abt it either
I wasn’t post alt lit
Or a genius

March 18, 2022 | Nonfiction

The Grandmas

Chelsie Bryant

When you died in March, five months before I bought my first plant, I learned what sobbing is.

March 17, 2022 | Poetry

I Laugh at My Great-Grandmother’s Funeral

Josephine Wu

All the time I don’t know what I’ve lost. 

March 14, 2022 | Fiction

Same Difference

Clare Fisher

She opens her mouth to speak, then shuts it, starts to laugh. ‘I guess we're both freaks.’

March 13, 2022 | Rejected Modern Love Essay

The Case For Queerplatonic Love

Tenacity Plys

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In third grade, we spend every lunch writing comic books together. We invent a cinematic universe of imagined worlds to rival Marvel's. I've known her since I was six, and I've known my sister

March 11, 2022 | Poetry

Josephine, or Alter Ego

Joseph O. Legaspi

Is this how a woman
Disappears, water-tap and soil

March 9, 2022 | Fiction

The Red Bird

Michael McSweeney

My six-year-old son stretches his arms to their limit as he describes his latest nightmare.

March 9, 2022 | Poetry

The Stay of Grief

Elizabeth Crowell

There is one boat out every day.
We are never packed in time to take it.

March 7, 2022 | Poetry

Outside the VIP Room of Club Private Grief

Nick Martino

She flips a stool on the bar like a lamb
 

March 6, 2022 | fucked up modern love essays

—springtime, I fell in love again

Zoe Contros Kearl

Charming shyness paired with a love of dancing the Charleston in heels in the street past midnight. I kissed her bloodied knees.

March 4, 2022 | Poetry

Little Prayer for a Snail

Ben Seanor

There’s so much advice
in the world, such as: if you’re feeling
very low, put on a suit