By Bob Sykora This is the utopia where I kissed you on that pier on the lake in the dark. What’s a pier even for if not for kissing? Would…

By Adina Kopinsky Ice room, ice veins, ice in the cranberry juice the nurse hands me, her manicure a violent variety of tulip, like the purple vein spreading through the…

By E. P. Tuazon “It’s not too difficult to make something like this happen, don’t you think?” Edwin asks me, and I say he should know since he’d gone and…

By Despy Boutris The moon, bright as phosphorous. I pick roses along the roadside as rain christens the town. Stars puncture the slate sky with light, one more thing I’m…

By Corey Miller We grab them, search for their privates, judge their weight, peer into their eyes. I applied to be a sexer because it didn’t require a high school…

By Lucy Zhang I initialized constants for your name, variables for your height and weight, buffer sizes for your capacity to learn. The code appeared in a spew of semicolons…