“All the Large Right-Wing Accounts Are Making Each Other Sign NDAs” by Tactical Surveillance Crab
The “Alt-Right” ended the second Elena Velez unfollowed me, an event I took in my stride due to my ability to slow my heart rate down to such a low number that I am able to have surgery performed on me without the aid of anesthetic (a skill Marlon Brando taught me after I sucked his wooden cock). Now, if I told you I put Pariah the Doll in Man’s World Magazine, I’d allow you an 8-second head start before I tried to kill you. Anyone who emails me about this poem WILL hear from
6 days ago
"LIZARD RAM SNAIL CRAB SNAKE" by Jeremiah Suit
Lizard...ram...snail crab snake Etched into stone Committed to mind Congealed primordial broth Baked evolutionary cake Slither from sea To land on a dream A flipper to foot Earn a useless degree A spiral of horn The flicking of tongue A venomous bite An architectural delight Nucleotidal wave Snail crab snake Lizard...ram... Snail crab snake Artificial selection The miracle Of the spiracle And an eye Within the eye Irridescent confection Rock-candy wing Sweet phylogeny Juras
Aug 17
“A Lived Example” by Clare Kelly
dumbstruck in the bardo enumerated lessons absent of all touch press now dumplings with a limestone tourniquet loman through the bellows sunshade on the mountain unincumbent mistles atop a stringing tire wire turning loosened window lace neon icicle attack display strips of famous layers insignia surface, dull retreat loosened April of my levers micron surface touch display the motive implied in the maple stretch of trees accosted I bend sideward delinquent tremors lemon
Aug 12
Creating Engaging Short Stories That Stick With You
ok, so here i am, jayne, your existential guide
Jul 14
“they put chibi eyes on a nuke” by Alaska Hoffman
they put chibi eyes on a nuke. they proved the hyperobject can wear a hatsune miku wig and jerked off to it. it. fumbling for selfhood unhooking the straps of sodality the senior engineer is a furry. 16:9 cinematic impregnated jet show her blushing for research purposes my friend in this version of dr. strangelove you will be vored by a computer voluntarily even the virgin mary was mother and child jesus wept at gethsemane alone then killed himself. himself. ________
Jul 6
a poem and a song, by qwizzz
central park trailer park they’re building a trailer park in central park i’m buying up a lot you’ll pitch a teepee i’ll bring a truck shit it beats the reservation we’ll raise our kids in the dirt i’ll throw them baseballs and we’ll walk them over to the met on the weekends they’re building a trailer park in central park and we’re building a home qwizzz is a poet, songwriter, and painter from Nevada. Stream his new album tender tangles, out now on all platforms via New Ritua
Jun 24
“Are You a Palantir Girl?” by Penelope Dieppa
In February 2026 an account under @PalantirGirls was launched on X, showcasing images of female celebrities in mock propaganda posters in favor of Palantir, an American tech company focused on military software/hardware along with data aggregation for private companies and Western governments. Female celebrities have been AI edited to wear MAGA hats, Israeli flags, or to hold small grenades and missiles; all behind slogans taken directly from Donald Trump’s Truth Social posts
May 27
"Cane Corso" by Asher Bentley
________ Asher Bentley is a writer and director, frequently working under the moniker of Dead Homes. His work delves into his predominantly digital upbringing and the sterility of contemporary relationships. He has been published in Spectra and Burial Magazine, and is also really funny and charming. Asher Bentley is on X @pregnantcop and Instagram @asherhilarious asherforever.com
May 4
"Death Mask" by Jacob Patrick Brooks
I have a hard time getting up in the winter and today it was especially bad. It’s the cold, the dark, and how frigid my room is outside of my bed, especially with my dog still sleeping with her head poking out of the covers. She’s like a tiny furnace that has nails and perfect little needle teeth. She’s my entire world. I would be lost without her. I eventually get up, get dressed and after swallowing my guilt, drive to work. I find a parking spot quickly and I’m getting out
Apr 22
Two poems by Jeff Schneider
I will never be your veteran
If I held you in my arms
10,000 Vietnams
Would ambush your body
Apr 6


