Featured Poem/Story

Nutritional Supplement Spent the week dehumanizing the artificial intelligence. It had the nerve to give me the placebo and it tasted just like chicken; fibrous, yet melancholy. Despite my [...]


Decluttering my personal pronouns. If I had my way, I’d hammer the water back into the pipes, too, but that would be an uphill battle. Fortunately, I’m sworn to secrecy, so I sleep on knives to [...]