The Good Ending

by Gabriela V. Everett You never failed. You never told those secrets. The night with the whiskey and carnever happened.The mail-order brides all ended up happy. Your rival gave you roses and said,“I’ve always loved you, you know.” The nightmares stopped. You forgave yourself, the one who lives in the timeline next door,and she cried:thank … Continue reading The Good Ending

Second Hand

by Daniela Esposito I was given a new pair of hands because mine were no good. They came in two colours, gold and space grey. I opted for space grey, somehow gold seemed to be setting myself up for failure. They were factory made and pretty decent although the delivery man dropped them on their … Continue reading Second Hand

Comparison

by Sam Ray I’m not fatBut I’m thicker than herAnd my ass ain’t flat, I got wide hips and beautiful curvesSo the size of my jeans doubles,now I’m insecureAnd I’ve always felt fatter, uglier, less than, completely unsureOf my beautyBecause the pretty girl gets all the looks, she’s a double zeroAnd I’m over here trying … Continue reading Comparison

Cold Room

by Jide Badmus It’s a rainy morning.The earth breathescold on its citizens.I reach for a blanket offlesh that is unavailable. The room is filledwith pieces of you—strands of hair,vestige of scent,mirage of smile &a ghost of your voice.There is a depressionon your side of the bed—but these walls struggleto reconstruct memories.The mirror claims not torecall … Continue reading Cold Room

Three Haikus

Patrick Karl Curley is a poet and performance artist from Sligo, Ireland. He is curator of Vagabond Voices poetry/performance event for Cairde Arts Festival, and hosts Illumnations open mic poetry at Bookmart, Sligo. He has previously published work in Black Heart Magazine, Crack The Spine, Hidden Channel, The Cormorant, and From The Depths. Continue reading Three Haikus

The Quiet

by Karen Shepard I take it personally, braid it into my hair, tie it around my index finger so that I don’t forget, put it in my shoe to pain my every step, sprinkle a dash of in my morning coffee so that I keep tasting it. I hear it’s not about me so I … Continue reading The Quiet

Freshman

by Epiphany Ferrell It occurred to Marion that she’d been lying in bed quite a long time. At first she’d watched the shadow from the windowpane move up the wall, across the ceiling, down the other wall. Then she’d not been able to see it anymore. It all seemed gray, the indistinct light of not-quite-morning. … Continue reading Freshman

Two Poems

by Christina Petrides Pressure To be silenced is to be discouraged. Stifled dreams seep away to poison air, earth, and people. Unrealized ambitions, thwarted hopes, and muted prayers seethe until they burst into enraged action— blind, fierce, and embittered. Pep Talk Knock it back to good old times square one. Show them what you’re made … Continue reading Two Poems

Corner of My Brain

by Vanessa Maki Vanessa Maki Vanessa Maki is a queer writer, artist & blk feminist whose work has appeared or will appear in various places. She has self-published chapbooks & has several chapbooks forthcoming or out this year: the chosen one (Animal Heart Press), sweet like limes (Bone & Ink Press), decayed state (marlskarx) & … Continue reading Corner of My Brain