The God Shammgod First:See all. Father, Mother, Son.Homonymy ofweight and wait. Then:drop ball w/ right. [In-time aside: homonymy of KyrieIrving, kyriarchy (concept), and the kyrie eleison.] Then:Step right and reach w/ leftand hard cross, yesskid, Crossand break the ankles so the other slips and falls.Ankles into dust ashamed. The soul leaves the body. After, lastly: goto hoop on yo-yofinish w/ the left w/ Englishball-spinon homonymyof axis … Continue reading “The God Shammgod” A Poem by Will Shook-Shoup
where my high school best friend piles tithed heartsin the pixelated hallow of her hands. She ascendsofferings — flat tummy tea, knee-length modesty, steamedbroccoli: See what makes me holy. Who hasn’t starvedfor salvation? When she writes, Today, I have been bad,and divulges a half-eaten donut, I savor our youthgroup, where we scribbled sins on slips of paper, sacrificedthem to the pyre. But when I crept … Continue reading “I Only Pray on Instagram” by Kara Lewis
fruit flies suffocateafter i slipflimsy white plasticover my inabilityto open: refrigeratordoor, mouth, bellyknotted twice, slungover my shouldershame is heavypangs and rottenness rachel atakpa is an artist, teacher, gardener, and researcher practicing on occupied kaw, wichita, and osage land. Continue reading “taking out the garbage” by rachel atakpa
I stare at the ceilingfan spinning, lazy,my legs still shaking. One bed,two mouths,three pillows, four collarbones. I watch you watch me watch you.Your fingers trace the stretch marks on my thighs. Elliott Whitson is a writer of poetry and fiction, a former evangelical Christian from Kansas, and is currently living a queer lifestyle in Kitchener, Ontario. They work in a library so they can be surrounded … Continue reading “Is this Love?” A Poem by Elliott Whitson
First was Neurotic Fake Woke Sadboi – nobody came and he refused to sell me weed when I wouldn’t have terrible sex with him again. Continue reading “Here are the Men I’ve Dated or Fucked Since You Threatened to Peel My Face Off. Not Both. Only One or the Other.” A Poem by Jack Hawthorn
Hello readers, writers, and friends. Our submissions are open for the foreseeable future. We are accepting submissions in fiction, nonfiction, poetry, and visual art. If you have been marginalized due to your gender identity, class, sexual orientation, disability, race, ethnic identity, nationality, or immigration status, or if you have been or currently are incarcerated, we invite you to submit your work for publication in Snarl. … Continue reading Submissions are Open!
Welcome to Snarl! We are a literary print journal that will publish and promote writers and artists of marginalized identities. Our first print issue is in the works, and we are open for submissions of fiction, nonfiction, poetry, and more. If you are a creator who fits these criteria, please submit your work to us! If you are a supporter of the arts, please consider … Continue reading Welcome to Snarl