Eros is a verb. Coco Klockner 
In the myth of Eros, the god of love and desire emerged from Chaos in the beginning of life itself…
Unpack / Reveal / Unleash
The Conditions that Shape. Sophie Friedman-Pappas
On the Greek island of Tinos, centuries-old dovecotes — white stone towers originally used to harvest pigeon droppings as fertilizer…
Image Theater Utopia. Kelsey Isaacs
Kelsey Isaacs’s shower floor is home to a sculptural tableau that quite literally sets the stage for a practice in…
(I), Ellipse. B. Ingrid Olson
One image, slid. Something like cleavage, crumpled, diminishes into the groin. One image, synthesized. She is hard, interstice furling interstice,…
Edgeplays. Stanislava Kovalčíková
St. Sebastian is a kinky pussyboy, or a honeytrap. Spank me, Blasphemy! Beamed into a bucolic, peachy saturnalia, his cock-ringed,…
Present Tense: Win McCarthy
“Now” is already too late and, in its lateness, a lie: the utterance of now is a now no longer.…
Stella Zhong: Real Enigma
Across Neverland terrains, we catch a fade. Words break off its surface with the slimmest shiver, its occurrence a blink.…
Lotus L. Kang: At First Blush
Recall those nectarine swathes basking in abeyance. Quenching, their tipped menisci urge semantic gushing. Coralline registrations: scores of quince, milky…
SoiL Thornton: Vug Culturing, Swallet Thinking
Again: does productivity know what it’s named, maybe it calls itself identity?1 That spinning coin, productivity and identity, ever flickering.…
P.Staff: Ardor, Attrition
What do you dream of When life’s not given?1 Venus crushes. Peony-dense, obliterating human experience in compacted flusters of sheer…
K.R.M. Mooney: Lastings
I relish that no one knows the time one may put into solitude. Yours, mine, alone. One’s interior life is…