Stories & Writing

My Alien From Far Away

By Benjamin Poulos (Baltimore, MD)   EXT. PARK LAWN- NIGHT Two female-bodied people lie outstretched on an expanse of well-maintained grass. They have honeysuckles arranged in loose crowns around their heads. The sky above them is  completely clear. PATTI I…

720 Modes

By ShaNeia (Siigh) Lawrence (Greensboro, NC)   The cause of my reaction has been following me with every breath I breath. It is as if reality has become a wide screen epic, even though I find it hard to believe, my…

Self Portrait As The Cosmos

By Milo Gallagher (Sheldon, SC)   You misgender me and I take my earrings off feeling like a fish mistaken for a deer   Shame seeps in like oil I am far away already I am signs of life in…

Bubble

By Anonymous   When I was in middle school, I became fascinated with a girl in my class. It wasn’t exactly a crush, just a mild interest. I didn’t understand what bisexuality was at that age. I ignored it until…

Of 99.5% or 5%

By ShaNeia(Siigh) Lawrence (Greensboro, NC)   99.5% of the time I like to say I’ve been consistent Steady to this label that society hold so dear Steady to fit inside the boundaries That I’m almost sure will always be Impossible to…

Becoming Billy Eye

By Billy Ingram (Greensboro,NC) When Saul Sufron toddled into Leonard Roth and Company in July 1980 it was a fairly unusual circumstance; he didn’t travel much for business outside his cavernous printing, advertising and publication domain in West Hollywood. Saul…

Passionflower

Sock Trull (Greensboro, NC) When you kiss me it feels like a word I don’t know Spiraling spiraling spiraling out of control i don’t know where I end and you begin All I know is that i end End in…

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Camilla Hines (Greensboro, NC) Dory’s mother always told her to escape to the ever flowing stream. She never did listen until she was in a dream. The messy crazy dream showed her the path to the pond which was connected…

Hymn To Life

Lizzie Francis (Brooklyn, NY) It rained today, a big one. The kind that cracks the linoleum sky, clouds like pipes 
 bursting through the ceilings until God turns the water to the house off. I should clarify: I probably don’t…

Do you know who this person is?

Michael G. Williams (Durham, NC) Those are the words my father spoke as he held up a copy of my hometown newspaper. It was early 1992 and I was a high school senior deep in enemy territory. My parents were…

Act, Exist, Fade

John Dossey   to act is to be real and wave your hands, showing the world how real you are to act is to have others who are willing to be real alongside you, waving and screaming “we are here,…