Where I Feel God

I feel God in the cats on the side of the road/ Huddling for warmth.

transmutation of man

Soren Kaur/OutWrite This poem was originally published in our Winter 2024 print, Freaks. Content warning: needles, religious (Christian) themes, scars, self-harm in the beginning, the creation story foretold — the second coming of man, forged by his own hand ~~~~~…

Recognized Amongst Nature

here
a wretched body becomes comfortable turmoil
untangles
from within a forsaken shell
The forest won’t judge flesh
blood   and bone
a family of limbs

Anonymous, Anonymous

I have this dream of dying in complete silence, and when the neighbors call to complain about the smell a few days later (and the firemen kick the door in), they’ll find my mother sitting calmly at the dining room table, knife in hand around a halo of sunburnt faces cutting branches from the family tree

Butterflies

A poem recounting a personal experience with queerness and trauma and coming to terms with it.

Sometimes

A poem about unrequited feelings and the occasional resurfacing of memories that come with it.

Queer Next Up: Alex Penland

Alex Penland (they/them) is an author, creative writing student, Smithsonian alumnus, and linguist . They primarily write SFF (Science Fiction, Fantasy, and Speculative Fiction), but also dabble in poetry.

Nacre

A poem in yearning memory of a past relationship.

Straight Women Rules: A Guide to Being the Perfect Lesbian®

There’s a lot of wondering and a lot of waiting. I understand what you might be feeling. I know that you’re biting your tongue, and always waiting till you make them uncomfortable.

Sage Green Love Song

Give me something to leave behind
A sour candy kiss in the theater
Worse things have made me lose my mind.