i only date women
Creative non-fiction by Rachel Galperin
We skipped down the street holding hands, spoke Russian to each other in public, ate pelmeni and kasha on Brighton Beach, walked the boardwalk until the sun heated too intensely; our feet could no longer push forward.
my new normal
A short story by Danielle Davis
“You thought I cared. How cute. You were so loyal it was almost hard to be mean."
Para mi mujere pequeño
A poem by A Kyle
‘round' her small hips
a string of brass coins
A short story by Elaine Barnard
They are too broad, my shoulders, much too broad. Not like Wonder Woman’s at all. And that’s who I want to be, thought I could be, with the proper surgeries, the extensive and expensive surgeries.
A short story by Betina Cipher
Have you ever been wrong about attraction? Felt utterly nothing upon meeting someone at first, but then over time noticed your body turns towards that person, that you make excuses to talk to them when that person made almost no first impression at all?