Jacklyn Lee - Nihilarian Enterprises (Page 2)

short story

Cispocalypse Now!

The fire cracks as I lie in the grass and watch the stars. It’s quiet except for the crickets and the occasional birdcall. No lights as far as the eye can see. I hold my hands up in the light of the fire to examine the shine of the

memoir

An Ode to my Testicles

After years of slowly destroying them with estrogen and testosterone blockers, I have finally made the decision: my testicles have to go. It’s nothing personal; just they continue in their persistent attempts to try and flood my bloodstream with horrible, horrible androgens. The surgery is booked in, and in

short story

Until Death

“I’m just not at that point in my life, you know?” says the person who I think might be a friend of a friend of a friend once removed. It was at this moment that I decide I am done. I hate this wedding and everyone at it. I

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