Volume 1 - Love

I smoke my cigars, in the wind, Hoping to run into her, Her eyes and her breasts; Everything of her. Hoping to blend into her, Survive her, Transcribe her, I move...

I first saw her when I came down for a glass of milk. Mama kept the kitchen counter clean and arranged her kitchen stools...

You are the voice of many, The voice of dead emotions, To the live burning desires. From thirsty leaves, To the ocean filled with condolence. You know more about...

I've been thinking back to the days of old When you carried me in palms and never let a harm unfold Is it a blessing or...

You once asked what my greatest fear was. I think I fobbed you off. It was one of those truth and dare games we would play...

I was awake while you were drowning me: in bed you: the adjacent  bathroom I wanted to move but didn’t I wanted to yell but couldn’t I listened to...

ISI JI! THAT redundant, annoying, purple-coloured head of a yam tuber! Despite how much my siblings and I hated it, it found its way...

Dear Reader, Welcome to the inaugural issue of Outcast Magazine. Outcast was started with the help of literary enthusiasts who wanted to bring forward LGBTQ+ writers...

Steps... I have struggled taking steps One foot in front the other, that’s how you make the steps, but where are they taking me? What was...

In another time, in another life, they would call those embers, eyes. Eyes that spoke in bold italics, brimming with kohl kohl that wore silence, bore songs like...