The April Issue
April 15, 2025
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Memory Fragments
April 15, 2025
Much like the beetle extracting water from invisibility, queer identity carefully collects itself into community.
Midnight Service
April 15, 2025
Sixty voices seesawed in the song / of tongues. Sixty bodies gripped
Soda Byor, Boda Byor
April 15, 2025
‘You know as well as I do, this forest opens its passages to those who tell stories. Stories, after all, show the way, don’t they?’
Black Girl in Wyoming-after Ross Gay
April 15, 2025
on her skin, tone, a mixture of sienna and copper / a bit shy of the rust in the dust of earth
Strong as a Mule, Thick as a Rope
April 15, 2025
“No woman can call herself free who does not own and control her own body.” –Dorothy Roberts, Killing the Black Body.
A Citadel in Queens
April 15, 2025
By air, earth, fire, and blood in my veins, I / know something of the devil
From the Archives
Snapshot in the Kitchen for Minerva Margarita
and boys / that barely cross the threshold / and become men
The Art of Vagueness: On Lynette Yiadom-Boakye
"I am everything they never was, never meant to be" - Little Simz, "Sideways"
Joli Petit Accent
“Growing up, moving between the United States and Palestine made me feel as if I shed one self and inhabited another, over and over again.”
Bathhouse Gossip
“They've swung in the opposite direction and they're all done with democracy and liberalism.”
