What You Knew About Virginity

by Rosa Alcalá

That it was something to be given in holy matrimony. That it was the only thing you had to give. That once you handed it over, you could never get it back. That it was a tightly woven hammock rocking an idea inside you.

Dream of a Trans Sister

by H. Melt

Can you imagine/transitioning together/in the same old house...

Sitting with Figs

by Nazifa Islam

Juana Turns to Sugar

by Vincent Antonio Rendoni

Early in the twenty-first century, a disease spread all over the world...

from Insert Coin

by Joshua Zelesnick

the drone operator flies along...

Two Poems

by Brian Francis

Northstars litter the Multiverse...

Do You Have Less Energy Than Usual

by Cynthia Marie Hoffman

In the graveyard, one white stone charges toward the sky...

Three Poems

by Anne-Marie Thompson

Yesterday we said, Let’s meet...

Three Poems

by Emma Binder

We’ll wait in the truck stop parking lot...

Permission

by M.R. “Chibbi” Orduña

When you wake up from your high to find your family...

Votive

by Emma Aylor

The mirror itself was scarcely larger than an eye...

The Utopologist’s Wife

by Jaimee Hills

The springboard wobbles....