Somebody to You
He began measuring distance and time by each heavy step he took closer towards the bus station and away from the tiny apartment complex, drawing wide-eyed breaths, deep from his lungs, like a creature fresh out the womb.
My Other Nudie Jobs: Nude Housekeeper
This graphic novel excerpt reveals the author's quest to "make sense of [her] relationship to [her] body and to challenge the meanings and definitions [she] created for herself."
Ismene’s Press Conference
Welcome back from that station break, folks. You’re watching Thebes TV. From the mountains of Cithaeron, to the Cadmeian Citadel, if it’s worth covering, then Thebes TV has got it covered!
A Burden of the State
Long time contributor Jon H. Jones shifts away from his traditional format of poetry and offers what can only be described as visual literature.
The Satellite
A satellite is launched into space. It travels for hundreds of years...
A Broken Verse
The bullets barked sporadic hymns deep into the still midnight air a sour commander’s coarse calls, got lost, echoing between a past, long since absent, and a present, merciless, blurred by every sunrise, every sunset, and a future, unnamed, unmanned, drifting away...
Grrrl Art
[...] I remember sitting with a group of women, half of them women of color and the other half were white. We talked about power, about how an internal sense of agency materializes into action. Us white girls had been taught that it was never our fault if we got hurt. We had...
A Strawberry in Los Angeles
They'll find me clutching an unloaded automatic under the pier [...]
Evolution
[..] Internet = all 1 nds. Mouse+keybrd phased out humns undergo latest neural-cortex Microchip Update 1.7.1 instal²atn. Upgrade ≠ mandatory [...]
Radar + Yes
[…] An even longer story has come to my attention, one about a Frog who lies on the operating table, waiting to be stitched up. […]
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