Cover Photo: To Grow, To Burn Things Down, To Start Again by Vivian Lee
To Grow, To Burn Things Down, To Start Again

I wanted to quit, to move back to what I knew because the unknown was actually too scary.

May 17, 2021
Cover Photo: An illustration of a woman peering into a fish tank that holds a large silver arowana
The Five-Year Plan

The family in my novel is like this arowana. Born to hurt things. They are hunters, even when there is nothing left to hunt.

May 14, 2021
Cover Photo: An image of a woman who is traveling and she is looking outside of her window as she sits in an airplane.
Who Gets to Travel to “Find Themselves”?

The spirit of manifest destiny has been rebranded into the travelogue.

May 13, 2021
Cover Photo: In this still from Missy Elliott's music video for "The Rain (Supa Dupa Fly)," we see Missy Elliott posing in front of a strange silver spiral--like an entrance to a wormhole. Missy is wearing a hat and sunglasses, reminiscent of a biking helmet and racing goggles, and a large puffy black jacket. She wears dark lipstick and her mouth is open, as if mid-lyric
Writing Is Time Travel
My writing gives the validation my younger self will need to believe in me, for me, during the years between now and when I won’t know how.
Apr 19, 2021
Cover Photo: This gif shows a person signing the ASL symbol for "write." They are wearing  a black T-shirt and we only see their hands and their chest.
Learning to Write My Truth as a Deaf Queer Writer
The best thing that writing can do is to replace a shallow illusion with something more nuanced and closer to the truth.
Apr 26, 2021
Cover Photo: Photograph by Thomas Renaud/Unsplash
I’m a Nervous Wreck When I Write Prose
I am yet another poet writing a novel. Which is to say, I find myself in hell.
May 06, 2021
Cover Photo: photograph of Taeyeon in a long-sleeved burnt sienna dress against a dark blue background, head tilted to her left, eyes downcast, one arm extended up, hand resting on the back of her head
Dear Taeyeon, It’s Okay Not to Be Okay
Giaae Kwon on Taeyeon, living with depression and suicidal thinking, and how she cares for herself by caring for others—including GomSom, her beloved dogs.
May 12, 2021
Cover Photo: A group of kids and teenagers staring entranced at a glowing orb
The Mothers and Their Daughters; The Leavers and the Stayers
I love to be a leaver. To be the one that steps out into the unknown, even as I am terrified.
May 05, 2021
Cover Photo: five orange-brown pots with green leafy plants growing out of them, on the stems are multicolored pills instead of blooms
Me, My Father, and Our Pills
It no longer seemed as important to control the sequence of steps inside a round-bottomed flask as it was to look at my life and build a future worth living.
May 04, 2021
Cover Photo: A lively, lush spring/summer park scene depicting people walking dogs, playing with their children, tossing a frisbee, feeding pigeons, sitting on benches and on the grass
On Some Saturday, After All of This
there is little room for sourness, / little room for anything other than a vibrating joy
May 11, 2021
Cover Photo: An image of a woman in park with tree surrounding her
Universe With No Fictional Films
I was afraid of being kidnapped.
May 06, 2021
Cover Photo: photograph of a painting depicting a starry field in shades of yellow, green, and blue, above an abstract, large feathery pale blue body that could be ocean waves
Even When Looking Up, He Thinks He Is Above the Stars
The world was a changed thing / a variant of its former self, and you were / A new ripple in the miles-deep pool of time, / that one breath strumming the tender / Chords of the system.
Apr 21, 2021
Cover Photo: In this gif, we see colorful cochina shells climbing out of the sand after a wave has swept over them. The shells are purple, orange, and white, and the sand is a deep brown, shiny from the water.
Searching La-La Land
La-la land, she called it, that place her daughter went that she would never go.

May 07, 2021
Cover Photo: A beautiful illustration of a sun setting as waves of pink and orange meander across a sky with clouds and seagulls flying and an ocean of different blues and the shadow of the protagonist's mother is cast against the ocean as the protagonist stands on the shore and looks out
Blue
My mother isn’t dead. I know this the way I know that squares are also rectangles, and that the sun is also a star.
Cover Photo: An illustration of many grubby hands fighting over money and candy and a Ferrero Rocher chocolate
Dead Jasmine
On the anniversary of his death, I put a stem of jasmine in a glass vase on the windowsill. The flower’s fragrance a bridge between this world and the next.
Apr 23, 2021