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Steven Sanchez – Meet Me at the Gay Denny’s Part 2

Steven Sanchez Meet Me at the Gay Denny’s Part 2 J. Jack Halberstam, a brilliant Queer social critic, explains the idea of Queer Time—Halberstam argues that straight people operate on a linear timeline: they’re born, hit puberty, date and explore their sexuality through adolescence, find a partner, get married, have kids, grow old, retire, andContinue reading “Steven Sanchez – Meet Me at the Gay Denny’s Part 2”

Michelle Brittan Rosado – Condition of Rental Property Checklist

Michelle Brittan Rosado Condition of Rental Property Checklist The metal-framed windows keep sliding down in the heat, so we prop them up with painters’ sticks left behindby the workers after the last tenants moved away. It’s our first apartment and we’re going to make this work, holding up every window for any breeze, though mostly catching the elderlyContinue reading “Michelle Brittan Rosado – Condition of Rental Property Checklist“

Steven Sanchez – Meet Me at the Gay Denny’s Part 1

Steven Sanchez Meet Me at the Gay Denny’s Part 1 So, I’ve always thought Denny’s was a little gay. To prove this, I googled “Denny’s is queer” and, ignoring the first result talking about how a server refused to wait on a party of Queers in New Mexico, I found a listicle titled “10 BestContinue reading “Steven Sanchez – Meet Me at the Gay Denny’s Part 1”

Michelle Brittan Rosado – Poem in the Form of a Seating Chart for an Airbus A380

Michelle Brittan Rosado Editor’s note: This poem is best viewed on the full width of a desktop or laptop screen. Poem in the Form of a Seating Chart for an Airbus A380 When the takeoff is over and the city of San Francisco doesn’t slide off the tilting side of Continue reading “Michelle Brittan Rosado – Poem in the Form of a Seating Chart for an Airbus A380”

Steven Sanchez – After

Steven Sanchez Editor’s note: This poem is best viewed on the full width of a desktop or laptop screen. After I ride my bicycle and then a paramedic asks me my name. Steven. She asks me the year. 2016. It isn’t. I blame the presidential election, as if my mind wants to erase the white house, this crash, everything that’sContinue reading “Steven Sanchez – After”