I believe I tend to complicate all matters, but when I strain I remember we are one unified being swimming between the lie of stars as tides sweep over the city. Quiet night– at least no one seems to mind the oak of my cologne. I can smell the earth and … Read moreI Believe I Tend to Complicate by James Croal Jackson
Interview by Carolina Meurkens I had the pleasure of sitting down with two incredibly talented writers, L Scully and Mayah Lovell, on the heels of their debut publications. The pair met in 2017 in Washington, D.C, and instantly connected around poetry, queerness, and the intersection of both. We dive deep to talk about what its … Read more(Issue 18) Feature: An Interview with L Scully and Mayah Lovell
/*! elementor – v3.14.0 – 18-06-2023 */ .elementor-heading-title{padding:0;margin:0;line-height:1}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title[class*=elementor-size-]>a{color:inherit;font-size:inherit;line-height:inherit}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-small{font-size:15px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-medium{font-size:19px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-large{font-size:29px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xl{font-size:39px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xxl{font-size:59px} Rum Cake by Chyann Hector /*! elementor – v3.14.0 – 18-06-2023 */ .elementor-widget-image{text-align:center}.elementor-widget-image a{display:inline-block}.elementor-widget-image a img[src$=”.svg”]{width:48px}.elementor-widget-image img{vertical-align:middle;display:inline-block} In my home, the start of the holidays Is not marked with the hanging of lights Or the decorating of a faux prickly pine … Read moreRum Cake by Chyann Hector
/*! elementor – v3.14.0 – 18-06-2023 */ .elementor-heading-title{padding:0;margin:0;line-height:1}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title[class*=elementor-size-]>a{color:inherit;font-size:inherit;line-height:inherit}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-small{font-size:15px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-medium{font-size:19px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-large{font-size:29px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xl{font-size:39px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xxl{font-size:59px} My Best Friend Asks Me Would I Rather Spend a Lifetime Alone or Date a Series of “The Bar is Set in Hell” Men by Chyann Hector /*! elementor – v3.14.0 – 18-06-2023 */ .elementor-widget-image{text-align:center}.elementor-widget-image a{display:inline-block}.elementor-widget-image a img[src$=”.svg”]{width:48px}.elementor-widget-image img{vertical-align:middle;display:inline-block} I tell … Read moreMy Best Friend Asks Me Would I Rather Spend a Lifetime Alone or Date a Series of “The Bar is Set in Hell” Men by Chyann Hector
/*! elementor – v3.14.0 – 18-06-2023 */ .elementor-heading-title{padding:0;margin:0;line-height:1}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title[class*=elementor-size-]>a{color:inherit;font-size:inherit;line-height:inherit}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-small{font-size:15px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-medium{font-size:19px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-large{font-size:29px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xl{font-size:39px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xxl{font-size:59px} Altitude by Jyothsnaphanija /*! elementor – v3.14.0 – 18-06-2023 */ .elementor-widget-image{text-align:center}.elementor-widget-image a{display:inline-block}.elementor-widget-image a img[src$=”.svg”]{width:48px}.elementor-widget-image img{vertical-align:middle;display:inline-block} I think of your name, when I am fully flamed in your guilt. Your name: like a pierce, a storm, sleep; like the disturbing flap of … Read moreAltitude by Jyothsnaphanija
/*! elementor – v3.14.0 – 18-06-2023 */ .elementor-heading-title{padding:0;margin:0;line-height:1}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title[class*=elementor-size-]>a{color:inherit;font-size:inherit;line-height:inherit}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-small{font-size:15px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-medium{font-size:19px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-large{font-size:29px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xl{font-size:39px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xxl{font-size:59px} A Conspectus by Shamik Banerjee /*! elementor – v3.14.0 – 18-06-2023 */ .elementor-widget-image{text-align:center}.elementor-widget-image a{display:inline-block}.elementor-widget-image a img[src$=”.svg”]{width:48px}.elementor-widget-image img{vertical-align:middle;display:inline-block} To hear the Shama’s call, to await Evenfall, To find in Winter’s frost, the glow of good; To see the youth in eld and … Read moreA Conspectus by Shamik Banerjee
/*! elementor – v3.14.0 – 18-06-2023 */ .elementor-heading-title{padding:0;margin:0;line-height:1}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title[class*=elementor-size-]>a{color:inherit;font-size:inherit;line-height:inherit}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-small{font-size:15px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-medium{font-size:19px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-large{font-size:29px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xl{font-size:39px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xxl{font-size:59px} Masked Thieves by Amy Avila-Sterling /*! elementor – v3.14.0 – 18-06-2023 */ .elementor-widget-image{text-align:center}.elementor-widget-image a{display:inline-block}.elementor-widget-image a img[src$=”.svg”]{width:48px}.elementor-widget-image img{vertical-align:middle;display:inline-block} Am I safe? What does ‘safe’ mean He touches me and I have to remind myself that this is okay Breathe But my body … Read moreMasked Thieves by Amy Avila-Sterling
/*! elementor – v3.14.0 – 18-06-2023 */ .elementor-heading-title{padding:0;margin:0;line-height:1}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title[class*=elementor-size-]>a{color:inherit;font-size:inherit;line-height:inherit}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-small{font-size:15px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-medium{font-size:19px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-large{font-size:29px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xl{font-size:39px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xxl{font-size:59px} Washing Your Hair by Dhayana Alejandrina /*! elementor – v3.14.0 – 18-06-2023 */ .elementor-widget-image{text-align:center}.elementor-widget-image a{display:inline-block}.elementor-widget-image a img[src$=”.svg”]{width:48px}.elementor-widget-image img{vertical-align:middle;display:inline-block} It was a warm day after porridge. The chair was fragile, like you, but strong enough to hold you up. The breeze was … Read moreWashing Your Hair by Dhayana Alejandrina
/*! elementor – v3.14.0 – 18-06-2023 */ .elementor-heading-title{padding:0;margin:0;line-height:1}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title[class*=elementor-size-]>a{color:inherit;font-size:inherit;line-height:inherit}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-small{font-size:15px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-medium{font-size:19px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-large{font-size:29px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xl{font-size:39px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xxl{font-size:59px} Echoes of Departure by R. S. /*! elementor – v3.14.0 – 18-06-2023 */ .elementor-widget-image{text-align:center}.elementor-widget-image a{display:inline-block}.elementor-widget-image a img[src$=”.svg”]{width:48px}.elementor-widget-image img{vertical-align:middle;display:inline-block} The swallows fly South when harsh winds blow But I stay here, nowhere to go; Wish I could also wind borne be, Or … Read moreEchoes of Departure by R. S.
/*! elementor – v3.14.0 – 18-06-2023 */ .elementor-heading-title{padding:0;margin:0;line-height:1}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title[class*=elementor-size-]>a{color:inherit;font-size:inherit;line-height:inherit}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-small{font-size:15px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-medium{font-size:19px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-large{font-size:29px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xl{font-size:39px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xxl{font-size:59px} The Air Down South is Thicker Than the Air Up North by Jake Griffith /*! elementor – v3.14.0 – 18-06-2023 */ .elementor-widget-image{text-align:center}.elementor-widget-image a{display:inline-block}.elementor-widget-image a img[src$=”.svg”]{width:48px}.elementor-widget-image img{vertical-align:middle;display:inline-block} On an August night like this, It feels like I’m swimming. Headlights carve through the … Read moreThe Air Down South is Thicker Than the Air Up North by Jake Griffith