I think I am weak & without purpose, // your father texts you from the kitchen, sauced up, / after he rolls his heavy body over the loaded
By Joy Priest"Her: Mona, the girl with pointy front teeth that bore an eerie resemblance to fangs: an artist; an aspiring mortician; an ongoing problem."
By Sam Eichneri'm sorry, we don't have to talk about this girl, not at this party, not at your party, let's play never have i ever given up control
By Tyler Morse"Didn’t people know by now that nobody was better at punishing Ellis than Ellis?"
By Kevin MagruderIn exchange for three boys they offered three boys / Or maybe it was us who offered
By Molly Rose Quinn“The President of the United States is calling–will you accept the charges?”
By Sarah Marshall“Like my mother before me, and her mother before her, I have loved my share of men who are not named Joseph.”
By Kerry CullenSay that I am the cassette tape Whose hair unwound, underwater— Whose hair, you swim through.
By Christopher Soto“Dear Usurper, You will find a dozen letters in this house. Each letter, each comma, each sentence, each period on the page is a curse.”
By Alexandra Ford“Each one of my breasts,” she cried, “is 3lbs / of pure gold / & if you don’t believe me, tough!”
By Katie Condon"The first time her father came back from the psych ward, he was given tasks to occupy his eyes."
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