“My Chapter” Closing old feelings is oh so hard, opening up to new ones is even scarier. I’m taking that step – a step towards me. I’ve...

Fabrice Poussin teaches French and English at Shorter University. Author of novels and poetry, his work has appeared in Kestrel,...

Jack M. Freedman is a poet and artist from Staten Island, NY. He is the author of ...and the willow smiled and Art Therapy 101...

Dahlias: the Art of Withering after Edward Peck’s Mingus’ Summertime III Worn petals rumpled linen sheets on my bed, scattered with...

Simmer I've played with matches long enough you'd think I knew better. Instead I grabbed a hold of you, and with enough force to eat an...

Born in Ankara, Turkey, Nazli Yildirim is published by various magazines in Turkey. Besides poetry, she is a photographer and she likes...

Orange Trees we sit under a pavilion in summer, and even the air is as lazy as we are. the fish in the pond flick their tails, idly,...

Not everything is going to move us or bring about some realizations of self that we may not have had otherwise. That’s a solid fact about...

With Laurels in Her Hair My friend and I knock knees, tangled up on her couch, fingers intertwined, and I choose to love her. There’s a...

Popsicle I melt like a popsicle in the summer sun sweet and colorful in a watermelon swimsuit not the gangly preteen I wished to be, but...

Shades of Blue Summer started off teal and murky, like the water that makes up a lake. Then, pretty boy touched my hand and Tiffany blue...

Not My Father, Only in His Shoes he bobs his head to the curving of the road, watching ravenous tires eat into melting miles of asphalt....

Priya Verma is from India, currently pursuing her bachelor degree in literature. She loves trying up new things, whether it be art or...

marina manoukian is an armenian reader and writer. based in berlin, she is currently a contributor for pussy magic, you can also find her...

Born in Ankara, Turkey, Nazli Yildirim is published by various magazines in Turkey. Besides poetry, she is a photographer and she likes...

"how long do I have a question I can't answer a question that howls a question that travels in a pack" -from "Feeding the Wolves" I've...

“Closing Our Chapter” You shattered my heart more than the ones before. I thought I had felt love before but I was wrong. Getting lost in...

if it begins to hurt if nothing is hurting you and you are free, if the sun is shining and the car was given to you and the gasoline is...

“Closing Our Chapter” You shattered my heart more than the ones before. I thought I had felt love but I was wrong. Getting lost in the...

I Don’t Need a Psych Degree to Know Third grade was the first time that anyone has called me weird, even to my face. They always assumed...