*This story was written with the prompt ‘My Hand Remembers’ as part of a series with the local Knife Brothers writing group, who will be releasing a story collection with Suspect Press in 2018 $$$ Your impractical satin sheets were the first sign—or should’ve been—that you were never exclusive. It’s not that you hid your… Continue reading In Possession of a Moral Dilemma by Amanda E.K.
The girl in the green sweater sings along and winks at me. She plays air tambourine, dances like a robot, her hair looks amazing everyday. She calls brass knuckles “knucks” and whiskey neat a “sipper”. When we talk we glimpse over the rims of pints and shot glasses. Gulp on… Continue reading Green Sweater by Charly Fasano
There is an old cliche that “real” artists aren’t interested in making money. Or that if you are focused on making money, you must be a shit artist. Sometimes things do play out that way, leading to great talents being ripped off, and hacks making a killing on hotel room art. But it doesn’t… Continue reading Interview: Talking Economics with Meow Wolf by Josiah Hesse
In the church where I grew up, being a prostitute was the ultimate sin. Beyond theft, drug use, Satanism or even murder, selling your body sexually meant you’d hit rock bottom and would never be the same. So, naturally, when the cab driver propositioned me, I jumped at the opportunity. I was 22 and… Continue reading That Time JT LeRoy Inspired Me to be a Sex Worker by Josiah Hesse
*For anybody else that has been bullied or abused and considered violence OK, so Albatross is perched outside my window At all times. He has a voice like a schoolboy Stop Hitting Yourself Stop Hitting Yourself Stop Hitting Yourself He has a voice like a father. Stand Up For Yourself Stand Up For Yourself Stand… Continue reading Albatross by RJ Walker