i fight for them | Isis Nelson
for our brothers and sisters killed and injured at Pulse on 6/12/16 the flowing, ruby red blood of our siblings runs down the streets / not...
Category: #Orlando
2 poems | Jess Nguyen
Sam and Sam’s Hat Every morning: 7AM blares on his alarm clock, Sam and Sam’s hat would wake up together, Sam and Sam’s hat met at the coat hanger next to the c...
6 poems | Luis Lopez-Maldonado
I WEEP FOR YOU For the 50 dead and 53 injured at Pulse Orlando, the land of bees & honey white & black wales, princes & princesses tak...
2 poems | Sergio A. Ortiz
To the Westboro Baptist Church You come to buy poverty in Orlando? Who makes a home in dignity’s house, luxury or filth? Notice: the cow, pushing through the th...
first time i ever saw 2 men kiss / Orlando: part one | e nina jay
maybe i’m not really a lesbian I’m an adventurous masturbator… I love to fuck myself * 19 my first serious girlfriend was older...
i say fuck a lot | Erica Gerald Mason
i hear the news and i can’t stop saying fuck which is both like me and unlike me and part of me is grateful i don’t have cable so i can’t spend all day watching...
It Doesn’t Matter Anymore | Mike Power
It doesn’t matter anymore Why it was done, or how Bright red is splattered everywhere Mixed with chunks of flesh and booze Eventually it goes down the dra...
ODE TO OUR HINDU SENA | Linda Ashok
When our Hindu Sena passed a dictum saying no two men should lick the butt of a same cornetto, They were fucking serious about their agenda While that...
the pulse of terror | Erika Gisela Abad
when it’s unclear where to start or how. The first time eyes, like yours, linger too long to keep what’s going on a secret– The secrets that ‘saved’ you f...
⌘ The Pulse of a Rainbow | Kai Coggin
You might not think such a thing exists, the pulse of a rainbow, a heartbeat made of only light and color, dance, expanding, arches bending across skies, a vibr...