I arrive first. The server seats me by the window but I know you like to be tucked into the fold of the café, so I ask for a high table in the back. I glimpse your tan skin at the door. Your green eyes find mine. We smile. You pull me into a hug […]
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9 February, 2017 I’m trying to be normal but it’s hard. I’m scared of all the psychiatrists. I write this and stop, my pen hovering over my journal. I don’t know what I’m feeling and I don’t want to excavate, like I had been. I leaf through the previous pages, more than thirty of them […]
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Teddy L. Friedline (he/they) is a transmasc queer writer in Pittsburgh. He was the recipient of the 2022 Sophie Kerr Prize. Their work has appeared in Hood of Bone Review, Fauxmoir, DEAR Poetry Journal, the lickety~split, and elsewhere. He is an MFA candidate at Chatham University. You can find them on Instagram and on Twitter, […]
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after Jenny Qi the point at which we swallow ourselves again & againuntil negated, oceans of spacetime measured (in meters)by a single blue vase. if rational: a gap. if linear: a reachingwe part to fill. crave nothing as preferred to emptiness.undefined, inescapable, if not an end, i want an awakening.shake the point from which i […]
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Highway hypnosis. Dozing off in the centerlane. A chicken crossing the road. Fulltank of gas. The incomprehensible divinityof this moment. Route 2 and the roadwestward. Natural beauty of NewEngland landscapes. Laundry hangingon a clothesline, drying out in the Summersun. Permanent vacation. A state of mind.The Commonwealth of Massachusetts. (Forbetter or for worse.) A weekend cookoutwith […]
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open wounds, let me in, i am the words that wraparound your incisions, closingthem up so insects and other pestsdon’t fuck with you in this raw phase.i am the words that suck outall the pus, infecting you from pasttraumas and misunderstoodmamas wanting to school youon the realities, the uteralitiesof life, forgetting—you gotta live it and […]
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Remington Review is accepting submissions of up to five pieces of art, CNF of up to 3000 words, fiction of up to 3000 words, and up to five poems for its next issue until March 8th. Send submissions as Word Docs and brief third-person bio via email with your name and submission’s genre in the […]
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Sharp and utterly human, Maria Gray’s debut chapbook “Universal Red” (Ghost City Press, 2023) is a blade to the heart that seeks to turn a personal story of grief into a history of survival. As a survivor and victim of sexual assault, I shed tears reading these visually enticing poems. Beginning with a poem that […]
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Michael Moreth is a recovering Chicagoan living in the rural, micropolitan City of Sterling, the Paris of Northwest Illinois.
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VAGABOND CITY 