Graphic by Nick Griffin one misconceives the desert as a barren, lonely wasteland when in reality it is an ecosystem teeming with life adapted to exist in the harshest conditions in betw…
Marjorie
Graphic by Jeanine Lee They will never understand why I tried so hard to keep your poinsettia plant alive Why I spent hours scouring the internet for cures for root rot And so it would not grow crooke…
The Silence in a Snare
Graphic by Kit P I want to act like I’m not affected but I am I am affected not by the horrendous shouts of hell but of the wonderful future within arm’s reach Of the rainbow skies I can…
Dance With Me Darling
Graphic by Anastacia Kellogg Dance with me darling, I don’t care who’s looking. I am a man, I am a woman, I am fluidity and impulse and I impulsively decided to love you, You were hesitanc…
Fire
Graphic by Nieves Winslow local gossip: crazy girl shaves her head and dresses like boy and looks like boy and wants to be called boy but will never be boy; dumb girl wants to crawl out of her …
Cobwebs and Silks: A Queer Fairy Tale
Once upon a time, there was a woman who wished she could do something wonderful, like spin straw into gold. She visited the neighborhood witch, and offered her firstborn child in exchange for the tale…
The Closet
“I’m uncomfortable around you” you say but I don’t live to make you comfortable, I don’t live to be your gay best friend, I don’t live to be the animated embodiment of all trans people of color…
The Knight and the Yellow Rose
“Have you ever heard of a red rose?” The lady frowned and said, “I have, but they are extraordinarily rare – some think they do not exist.” “But they do? They aren’t a myth?” the knight said, full of …
Content Warning: Sexual Assault, Incest
Graphic by Sarah Jensen Because I was Raped By My Father I’ve seen old age found its first suggestion in my face like so many women who were women too soon, women who were beautif…
Perfume (Part I)
Graphic by Shay Suban This is the way the story ends: Two girls, curled up together on a bed under black covers, eyes closed against the dim light reflecting off painted black walls. Smudges of…