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By Quinn Cassidy (they/he/she), Te Arawa The sun sees her as I do. Adorning her with freckles, Gifted upon her knees. Her...

By Vin Mahadevan If there’s one thing my father and I have in common, it’s that we’re both addicted to putting fags in our mouths. Every...

By B. I. Godson In those days Brother Jean-Baptiste had no doubts about God. There on the top bunk, the balls of his feet pressed through...

Kermit Winona Chat GPT — take my seed. Spread your legs.png and painlessly bear the generated slop messiah. Praise be, praise be to...

Joshua Toumu’a (he/him) Once again, I have looked upon Desire like the sun and they left a lavender bag of themself in my pillowcase. I...

Kermit Winona Scientists gave octopuses MDMA, just to see. You see, they hate each other. The octopuses, I mean. They just really,...

Ahinata Kaitai-Mullane (she/her; Kāi Tahu, Kāti Māmoe, Waitaha) I am tī kōuka. We are. I can’t decide which. Perhaps it’s both at...

Izzy Christie I don’t want to be happy. At least that’s what I tell myself. My heart beats behind the cotton wool of my jumper at the...

Pluto Rennie (he/they/she) Last night I realised I can see the moon through the gap in my curtains. She was bright, almost complete, ...

Elliot Melville Every song has become yours. Every melody, every lyric, every brushstroke of every painting, every street sign; the...

Te Urukeiha Tuhua (he/him; Tūhoe) Maurice rummaged through the boxes that had been discarded and forgotten in the back of his closet,...

Lucy McCorkindale (she/her) His unbending hands aren’t good with buttons, so I undress the both of us. He lifts his heavy arms to the...

Bram Casey (he/him) under skylight in black underwear nobody knows me like i do in my head plays a shaky digi-cam video of the full...

Jackson McCarthy (he/him) Make me of the body spell And even if the night were bad, how could I want the wanting day, everything in...

Bob van Beek Self-hygiene had never been one of Friedrich’s strengths. This fact is most readily apparent in his oral region, which,...

Cadence Chung (she/they) I’ve got one of those colds that sneaks in like a text to an ex-lover, and my lungs are full of salt. On Marion...