Nailed Magazine

"He yelled after me, HEY, N****R!"

"...she would be sentencing herself or him to death..."

"I open the gown reluctantly and brace for the ungentle probing I’ve come to expect."

Drag the night.

"... they all feel it / gather and chant / not for the taming of their sister..."

"A hardening from head to toe, as if I’d armored myself..."

"Their wrists are gnarled tree branches ..."

"At couples counseling, the Kleenex box is on the side, half-empty."

"...I was the first woman you’d eaten and you were the second woman I’d eaten..."

"...navigating the world as a black queer man."

"...Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping in..."

"arms full of mint leaves, your hands full of nectar, and your eyes wet, I knew..."

“Something worth gritting your teeth or going meditation dead for.”

"She didn’t say another word until we were both done and zipped back up..."

"I take a picture of it. I delete it. I un-delete it."