Issue 24 / Winter 2021 / Special Issue: Pleasure I pull my fingers out of you slowly. Our heavy breathing is somehow synchronized, low and animalistic. While you gather yourself, I stand, unhook the strap on, and go to the sink to rinse my hands of the beautiful mess...
Issue 24 / Winter 2021 / Special Issue: Pleasure a mother moans the night is warm moonlight shadows the roses a familiar lean into bleak what has she lost? a son? scarce as any summer night’s answer the emptying of his bedroom is proof:...
Issue 24 / Winter 2021 / Special Issue: Pleasure In the summer of my thirty-first year, I decided it was time to become pregnant. It was a decision my husband and I had anticipated for months, years, really, but it was not made until that summer. We had met in the...
Issue 24 / Winter 2021 / Special Issue: Pleasure “I like pleasure spiked with pain” —Red Hot Chili Peppers Sometimes, I limp. Whether it’s from the cold, or a run, or just existing, I limp. Sometimes, people ask me about it. Same with when we used to go to bars and...
