Editor’s Note for Issue 2
After distributing a final PDF proof of Issue 1 to contributors, we received this lovely note from one of them: “Congratulations it’s an amazing …
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CANICULA DI X
For the main event, she throws her neck over the chair-backand I go through the motions already made in a life wherewe still kiss …
Essay on Coming Back Home
I once pressed a sharpie into my palm with such forceit took three days to wash out. I left everything behind,and went east along …
Self Emerge — Submerge I Emerge
Deanna FayeDeanna Faye (she/her) is an artisan and artists’ model living in the Houston area. Her photography has been featured in Wrongdoing Magazine as …
The First Time
When my friend Linda and I planned a trip to Berlin, Vienna and Prague we had decided, on a whim, to end it in …
The Merits of Taking an Argument to the Extreme
I indulge in our overweight toddlerevery time he runs all overmeasI lieprone in bed as breakfast gets coldbecause I can afford to get up …
Perspective
Back in school I learnedPerspective was something for art classStraight edges and connecting linesTo find a vanishing pointNow I am old enough to know …
State of the Union
The President is unethical,The congress is thin on backboneBereft of complex thought.Ignorant, demented white menArmed weekend patriots.Armed black menDead first strapped later.I went online …
Double Madness
Anger lives in my right eyeAnger carries a straight razorAnd ‘trains Pitt BullsThe left eye weeps on FridaysIs vegan and recycles shitI sense the …
Inexplixit (knot)
Their breath, goes somewhere yours cannotTheir eyes, closed to us but always wide open Their dreams, becoming a deep foggy voideverything is known, yet …
“How’s Pandemic Post-Election Life?”
question asked by Savannah Dudley Uproarious joy drapes loosely over conflict,internal dialogue between self & self-with-panic. Beginnings of celebrations: Natasha Chen,a CNN reporter, says, …
Interlude: Surviving Purity Culture and Sexual Assault
On April 12, 2005, a classmate repeatedly fondled my breasts after I asked him to stop. My friend’s mother was only a few feet …
No, I do not think I am Human
My shell has rotted beyond recognition, the prism of humanity fractured into compost. I have felt the humanness decay off my flesh. I feel …
Reluctancy of Devotion
Up to your neckin beingco-optedadaptedinspecteddisinfectedsuspectedejectedwritten offinto the void.There is reluctancyof devotion,never the right partto begin with.Best years of your lifespent trying to beencompassedinto the …
Plastic Bats
=====so as not to miss the BIG SHOW eagerly we streamed into the Ministry of SpaceGuildsto sign our futures on line segments of unequal …
The Bad Feminist
The bad feminist’s friend says she’s a bad feminist. The bad feminist thinks she might be a bad feminist. The bad feminist likes Game …
A Blue Mayhem
The stares from bedridden people are haunting-C’mon, be a good sport, those stares are all they own,And you can’t, simply can’t ask her to …
XII – Hanged One
We suspended the body Asked the snake to take the reigns Tied the Kundalini to the feet Took to the posture of hanging in …
Two Photographs
cleome-morraCleomé Morra (they/them) is a pseudonym for a photographer who wishes to remain anonymous. They’ve been making photographs since 1980.
Who is My Writer
… a human being who applied the learning body sacrifice of active development, never let it happen to me … poetic ambitious satanic attacker’s …