Category Archives: Lyco Issue Spring 2023

Testosterone by Aiden Brown

The butterfly’s broken wings fall to the ground, landing in my pile of oily compost—waiting to be repurposed. I bet the creature wishes, in its last moments that it could crawl into a cocoon again, and save itself. I bury the Monarch and watch as the soil stirs red. New hair follicles bloom in placeContinue reading “Testosterone by Aiden Brown”

Medusa by Sunshine Offerman

i want these hot truths to slither out of my mouth, with scales that shine like suns, and i want people to clamber and scramble to grab hold of them and stuff them in their pockets. i want to look up to a sea of myself, gripping my snake truths like offerings, grasping to containContinue reading “Medusa by Sunshine Offerman”

9 to 5 by Thatcher Gunnells

Over two months of “hard work” have finally come to an end. The rest of the cast embrace one another, a python’s grip sapping the last bits of strength from their bodies. Adrenaline carries them to the wings. I remain frozen, waiting for the all-too-familiar muscle ache and shredding of my vocal cords to doContinue reading “9 to 5 by Thatcher Gunnells”

Elimsport by Chase Bower

A tepid breeze brushed stalks Of wheat. My car sputtered as hills Rolled by, alvoces of mountain walks Carved in fields, grass like dollar bills. A diesel trail rose from the exhaust before I parked. A single street Hosted a market and fences of lost Livestock and signs: “2 miles, meat, 7 miles, Williamsport.” NotContinue reading “Elimsport by Chase Bower”

The Science of Never Letting Go Of You by Hannah Lee Defrates

Characters: Poppy- (female-presenting, 20’s) perfectionist; legal guardian of her sister Violet and their friend, Chrys Willow- (female-presenting, 20’s) young at heart, but not without her trauma; runs a daycare while being the legal guardian of her teenage brother, Daff Time: Around 3:00-ish on a weekday in a year undefined. Location: The living room of Poppy’sContinue reading “The Science of Never Letting Go Of You by Hannah Lee Defrates”

Twelve, Thirteen by Ella Rossman

January 3rd, 2016 was the last day of Christmas break, so I thought it in rather poor taste that anyone would make a joke about Aidan Fowler dying. The text I had received from my good friend Kelly was a screenshot of Facebook messages saying “RIP Aidan” with no other context. What a terrible thingContinue reading “Twelve, Thirteen by Ella Rossman”

7:30pm by Aiden Brown

I wasted a lot of my time wishing for someone to spend my favorite time with. Pink painted skies, made for lazy kissing as the sun fades, promoted the soul myth. Two souls: without one mind interwoven. There was nothing but gritty bodies, bare. The reality of gentle lovin’ cascaded into my lungs and weptContinue reading “7:30pm by Aiden Brown”