“Mississippi Summer” By: Connor McGaha
He’ll pay me mint juleps for a Mississippi summer to see Purple Wave petunias bloom in crushed-velvet heat. To escape from cement and the city’s stale air for s...
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“This Is Not Lovemaking” By: Changming Yuan
Keep your eyes closed Say nothing, baby Make no sound, yeah Stay still, honey That’s more like it Oh yeah Oh yeah Now open your heart As wide as your legs And l...
“Already” By: Hannah Pascale Jarvis
I never had the chance to ask you what you meant when you said she was the first person you had ever met who was more fucked up than you were. You showed...
“Trying To Make The One-Night Stand Last” By: Joseph Reich
Although’s made-to-look like cookie-cutter condominiums & aint criticizing (condemning?) them looking like some postmodern nightmare cotswald & t...
“Sidewinder’s Cat Steven’s Vibe Stem-winder” By: Gerard Sarnat
Family of origin, the four of us always sat smack in the center. Auditoria (no temple), political (Democrat) middle… An esteemed accomplished adult...
“What You Do When You Die” By: Lucas Khan
For Jason Topper When you decided to die The earth hung headlong from the sky, then fell choking. Two revolving stars kissed, and in the swirling friction ate e...