Tag Archives: Masculinity

Mermaid and Seaworm

{Mar 16, 2020}

She said her hair was red as blood, and he said it already was the color of a penny and he liked to picture it the way it was.… more

He lowered his head to spear the bully in the chest, maybe knock him out of the game without the help of the refs. He imagined himself a rocket, charging through the cosmos. The moment his head made contact with Peewee, he realized why bullies always got what they wanted.… more

How We Got Here

FICTION by Michelle Ross

{May 17, 2019}

He’d felt the particular ache of a thing compressed… more

Silence, Father

FICTION by Delvon T. Mattingly

{Dec 19, 2018}

“When grandmother passed away, father grew reticent. And I was okay with it, since he abandoned his routine of scolding me for lacking masculinity. Since he didn’t condemn every tear that fell from my face, spewing the same toxic rhetoric of how I needed to emotionally withdraw and appear similar to a parapet wrapped in black derma, to protect everyone around me, just like him. When I thought I would cry most, I felt nothing.”… more

Cigarettes After Sexism: The Shy-Boy Misogyny of Indie

CREATIVE NONFICTION by John Shakespear

{Jul 2, 2018}

I spent most of high school wearing hoodies, reading guys like Salinger, and thinking about a girl called Laura, whose name is not really Laura.… more

Where The Big Bad World Begins

FICTION by Justin Thurman

{Jul 2, 2018}

Tall as the devil, they said. At thirteen. Wingspan of a rare stork. Hands fat as chuck steaks. He should have been ruining worlds, not having his own destroyed by a pint-sized Indian in a second-hand Raiders jacket.… more

Two Stories

FICTION by Steve Chang

{Jun 4, 2018}

It all comes out, no matter how many years later. He hated that photo, but it was telling the truth.… more

Somewhere Without Trees

FICTION by Jordan Fennell

{May 7, 2018}

No one broke Jesus’ legs, but someone made Him bleed. … more

Real Fun

FICTION by Emily Hoover

{Dec 21, 2017}

William didn’t need keys to successfully steal his mother’s navy blue Camaro. He knew how to hotwire it in ten seconds flat and lived for the jolt of electricity that shot through his body every time the engine roared without a fuss.… more