Eileen Myles

Liz Kotz

A unique and provocative anthology of lesbian writing, guaranteed to soothe the soulful and savage the soulless. Includes Adele Bertei, Holly Hughes, Sapphire, Laurie Weeks, and many more. Borrowing its name from the notorious '60s Ed Sanders magazine, Fuck You: A Magazine of the Arts, the editors have figured a way to rehone its countercultural and frictional stance with style and aplomb. A unique and provocative anthology of lesbian writing, guaranteed to soothe the soulful and savage the soulless. Includes Adele Bertei, Holly Hughes, Sapphire, Laurie Weeks, and many more.

Adventures in Lesbian Reading

The New Fuck You

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The lake opens like a purse and dead fish

The west side burns. There’s a shooting 

June dreams the dying elms wave and walk under a blue sky

The sun is planted in dirt so the soil trembles with light

Their love might work, and it might not, but theyre so beautiful as I imagine them. Neither of them say anything. Bob rests his head on his boy's white ass, it's white as the moon, and just for a moment, all the stories in Bob's sky are put to shame. 

Of small cages and small toys. Celebrated Christmas with me under the tree. Said to me in a small voice "This is love and it's permanently attatched." I wrapped small toys and put them under. I used to bring balony sandwhiches, one for me one for him. The man in the deli even vaguely resembled Sam the Cat. Sam moved with me and we did small performan ces together. We danced. I used to watch him while he ate. He could talk. Oh Sammy be with me now when my courage wanes and still remains fixed. Be with me now on the wheel where we all begin and become. Be with me in cheesy laughter while I lose my mind. You're gone. Oh Sam remember California, Burbank, where you sat in your small cage for more than 24 hours, soundless while I hoped for a better life. And how I lost you, lost it, my mind IS me an na terrific hce I live a Rgetting te ad today I d it won ad that's th eit better d dothes letters t and everything, and silently turned you loose. 

to write my name and keep track of the days 

like the coffee like the arrangement of shelves on my window 

like nothing ever answered but myself and I'm making 

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