candy floss

by Tianna G. Hansen hip bones become butter beneath your tongue // melted, salty veins are rope lassoed to the rhythm of my // heartbeat //i mold to the contour of your hands // whipped sugar & creamcandy floss between your teeth // inhaled, sweet what will remain once you’ve had your fill — a hungering, vacant hole where you used to // Read More

Loralie Was Death

by Adam Lock For more than twenty years, the only time Loralie had sex was when someone died. Like when Sheila, an old school friend, was hit by a motorbike. She invented the death of a second cousin to test her theory; Arthur consoled her and they made love. The sex noises from next door begin at ten o’clock. They’re Read More

Sex

by Marissa Glover Sex is a lonely word. Warning us we will not last, ex is part of the spelling. Ex-lovers, ex-friends, ex-together, sex is the punctuation at the end of our sentence – a question mark your exit answers, an exclamation point that shuts the book of our story. Sex should be misspelled. Marissa Glover is a teacher and Read More