SEXUALITY

This is a photo of Hester the dog. She is lying on a grassy bank nearby a river or a lake. Her shadow is cast over the grass and she’s looking at the water intently.

Diaries of a Bitch in Heat

Apparently it could happen any day now. I’m not sure what to feel. Excitement? Sure, but for what? For the one heat I will ever have, which probably will not result in sex?

An image of four panels from a scene in the film Notting Hill, with Julia Roberts saying, I'm also just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her. The panels are desaturated, and a repeated motif of an outline of a red eye and iris, with a flame-shaped pupil in red.

Implies, Presupposes, Begets

Sex scares me because it requires me to trust that someone can treat me with respect, despite the ways society has robbed me of my self-regard.

You never know how someone is going to interpret you checking in on them. When Miguel texted back that he was fine, I shouldn’t worry, I sent back a peace sign emoji –something I have never sent before in my entire life.

A black line drawing on a white background by Andres Aragoneses, featuring the silhouettes of two heads, facing one another closely. The silhouette in the foreground is decorated with wavy lines, positioned with its mouth close to the ear of the silhouette in the background, which is decorated with dots around where the voice of the front head might be whispering or breathing.

What’s always among us: A letter to the dance floor

“Let’s face it. We’re undone by each other. And if we’re not, we’re missing something. This seems so clearly the case with grief, but it can be so only because…

A pencil style drawing of a bunch of small black non-detailed figures trapped in an interior space made of 2D walls. Some of the figures are in motion, bouncing chaotically off one another, and others are struggling to leave the enclosure or sitting alone. The tone is sad and trapped.

A Return To The Scene of the Crime: Sex, Intimacy, and Healing From Childhood Trauma

It wasn’t until I was in my early 20s and living with my first partner that I began to realize just how much the physical abuse I faced as a…

sparks from a fire fly through dark night air

god//dess

this body never existed for your dick my skin does not expect your desperate touch a pussy built to feel warm desirable love every femme is meant to be…

Live performance documentation. The room is dark except for a flood lighting that illuminates a large wooden table, whose left side is strewn with various kitchen implements (hot plate, saute pan, tableware) and baking ingredients and the two nude performers wearing green aprons and black surgical gloves. One person is on top of the left side of the table, knees bent, hunched over with their arms above their head, while the other person is standing behind them on the floor, penetrating their asshole with an implement. In the dim background, three tiers of bleacher style seating show a packed audience of spectators.

NEW QUEER CUISINE

Pornography, privilege, and piña coladas. Gen Eickers interviews filmmakers Ethan Folk and Ty Wardwell ahead of the screening of their breakfast porn trilogy at Fuck Me Tender on Thursday, 30th May…

A photo of a person in a white blonde wig and a gray uniform. They are standing in a train car with blue seats, with their hand on the back of one seat facing the camera.

CLINIC: Dates, Doctors, Drag

These two poems were exchanged by lovers. The first is a phonetic poem that is situated within a dyslexia – some have found that reading it out loud helps. …

An image with a pink background and "Do I watch too much porn?" repeated in varying shades of red to pink glitter text

QUESTION OF ORGASM JUST FLOATING OUT

Editor’s note: This poem contains descriptions of violence. This hoarder documentary or the guy who leans over the balcony to watch me fuck my girlfriend in the ass…

SWINGING MY WAY TO “CHOICE”

It’s past 11pm and I’m standing in the cold outside one of the most unremarkable buildings in West Berlin: Zwanglos. Next to me is Travis – a gorgeous German editor…