Everything, Issue 52, Poetry

a shallowing by Janelle Cordero

maybe death isn’t deep and wet and cloying like / a well maybe death is /a shallowing a / drying up / think of the pond that forms / in the valleyfrom snowmelt in the spring think of how / it shrinks with each hot /summer day by august / it’s gone maybe our lives […]

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Everything, Issue 52, Poetry

the same god who told me being gay was a sin when i was eight sold me t on the down low ten years later by Em J Parsley

tell me it was gentle,             like when my mother brushedthe hair from my forehead and said,                         if God wanted you to fly, He would have calledyou Icarus                                                 and with her feverish           fingertips                                                running through my roots I asked,                                                         do you want to be                                             Daedalus?  [name added to “when I transition” list: Icarus]  —  I wanted to give […]

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Art, Everything, interview, Issue 52

Featured Artist: Weronika Marianna

Weronika Marianna is a Polish artist and designer based in Amsterdam. Her paintings and animations of abstract female figures in pastel colors have attracted clients such as Netflix or Elle Magazine, and she has co-created Szajn, an online space promoting art by women. Weronika discussed her work, her inspirations, and the importance of change with […]

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Creative Nonfiction, Everything, Issue 52

Girls and Other People by L Scully

One sends you a flower when your grandmother dies. A single yellow rose. For companionship. Red is for passion which wouldn’t have been appropriate. One invites you into her dorm room to eat cereal when you think you are bisexual. You imagine kissing her, small-town lips in this big city night. One wears a dress […]

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Everything, Issue 52, Poetry

when you gave my name to the cops by L. R. Bird

what did you think would happen? did you imagine my arrest as a movie?            cheering spectators? cuffs conveniently jangled? hands blooming victory-sign?instead, i’ve just got all this hard-won anger. before you gave my name to the cops,            did you flashback on our white-lie crimes? our teenaged beach-streak? smirkingbehind salt-rimmed drinks in whichever bar was too […]

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