Inkling All the rage: doodling on each other’s skin. Girls begin to wear Bics as accessories—stuck in buns, behind ears, on belt loops, over bra straps. Sometimes they dare to draw phallic symbols or crushes’ names that only wane when nail-scrubbed under scalding water. Mostly it’s just nonsense—hearts and stick figures and such. There’s so…
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Marissa Davis
Then, Cathedral half-hearted morning running i blamethe nobility of beige the anticipated autumnroutes & my lack of decisiveness when droppedbefore the prongs of a forked roadfor this remembrance & i blame the necessity of goodbyesthe tough sprinting feet of children but mostlythe surprise of saint martin of tours flowering off knickerbockerits old world face nearly…
Editor’s Note | On Pleasure
Dear Reader, When pleasure appears on the page, it is often simplified, sanitized, or centered on the experiences of straight cis men, while—off the page—pleasure is manifold: mundane, profound, individual, shared, sexual, platonic, messy, and moving. In this issue, you will find pleasure distilled in the tip of a pen as it grazes skin, in…