Lancelot, In Darkness
After Louise Gluck I fed the secret anything it asked for,I wore secret across my chest like fur,I tried to return secret like...
Which Came First
your love or the seeds of what destroyed it? Attracted to her high reckless laughthat later made you cringe, the way she’d waiteach...
sweet:
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The Gift
Elizabeth Wade
We did not feel celebratory, but Mother insisted on presents. My husband and I had planned to spend the holiday states away...
Sweet New Name, Same Sweet Magazine: The Birth of Sweet Lit
For eleven years Sweet: A Literary Confection has published poems, essays, and comics that...
Dear Tara Westover,
For three months, I have started, struggled, then stopped writing this letter about your recently published memoir, Educated. It is easy to...
