Posts by Sofie Wise

April 28, 2023 | Fiction

I've Never Known When to Stop

Sofie Wise

Abigail’s face blotched with hot blood. I made my way to the back of the room, ordered a whiskey at the open bar, repainted my lips cherry red.

August 29, 2022 | Poetry


Sofie Wise

You had one of those
shag haircuts that all lesbians
in Brooklyn have we sipped
your favorite pink drink

From champagne flutes as the
sun bled crimson and the air
crisped between us you’ve