Hairs
By Jimmy Chen - Apr 29, 2019
She preferred the difficult nubs half-buried under the first layer of skin cells. To prematurely coax out a fated ingrown hair. That was special to her.
Read More >The Couple
By Michael Earl Craig - Apr 17, 2019
She threw her Thomas Bernhard books at him,
it took eight or nine minutes.
Excerpt from the long poem, NIKE
By Caspar Eric - Apr 14, 2019
even the slightest movement
like heating something
in the shared microwave
Four Poems
By Elis Monteverde Burrau - Apr 13, 2019
you were probably talking about how easy
it would have been to kill
some tiny enemy when
you were younger and smoking
Two Poems
By Ole-Petter Arneberg - Apr 12, 2019
the most beautiful cumshot
I ever saw
was under water
Three Poems
By Ingvild Lothe - Apr 10, 2019
When I said I was an animal in bed
I meant a sloth
Chai
By Hanna Rajs Lara - Apr 9, 2019
it doesnt matter how long your arms are
when theyre painting swastikas now at vasa real n on the mosque
Mock Hare
By Johanna Frid - Apr 8, 2019
At the Netto supermarket in Dalum I came across a frozen one-person meal titled Brændende kærlighed. Burning love.
Read More >Another Way of Discouraging Weasels
By Anne K. Yoder - Apr 3, 2019
I couldn’t blame him for not wanting to disturb them. Although so far I hadn’t caught more than a glimpse. Only little eyes flashing from dark corners and tufts of fur resting on my sheets and trails of weasel teeth scattered along the floor.
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