Larissa Szporluk Maybe I had a baby with my father. Maybe I’m lying. Maybe I wish I had a father, then a baby, then another baby, then a break— what use is a child, or a finger? If we had...
Shelley Wood I met Suki in my life-drawing class, back when she’d already quit her job and had all that other shit happen, but still had both boobs. I figured she was working on improving herself...
Kathryne David Gargano the boy says: devils cannot move human semen locally! he cries it in the streets, flogging his papers / so sensational, this boy— he forgets so earnestly the way women are...
Cover Art by BILL WOLAK FICTION Bhuka by VANDANA KHANNA Last Days of Men by CATE MCGOWAN In a Religion Where God is a Horse by DIANA HURLBURT Hold On, Just So by SHELLEY WOOD Air People by LESLIE...
