Mornings After Our only-waking moments.

Sex & Lives Smoking in the corners of New York.

Sex & Lives

Sunrise Over Star Island

I wanted to fuck on the beach. I wanted to sleep all day and look cute; I wanted to glare at the sea with a drink in my hand until some art dude decided he had to fuck me. More

Hari Nef

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Bad Sex

No more boring sex. No more lame sex. No more disconnected sex. No more close enough to perv for government work. No more obligatory fucking that brings shards of pleasure. Nevermore. More

Chelsea Summers

TalksFor once, more answers than questions.

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Nymphomaniac: It Blew

I just spent four hours watching an over-wrought and hilarious movie Lars von Trier titled Nymphomaniac. It features blowjobs for chocolate, hallucinatory child orgasms, and some of the most genuinely boring voice-over dialogue I’ve ever heard. In short: this is almost the best thing to happen since Spring Breakers. More

Belles-LettresLong(er)form musings on mostly mature themes.


Penis Rising

John Ashbery, reviewing the same show for New York, wrote “When is a nude not a nude? When it is male.” More

Dana Drori



It’s easier to see humor in the digital abstract. Easier to ostracize than grapple with why. Hardest of all is accepting Florida as a logical late twist in the “American dream. More

Joe Coscarelli


Dirty Books

The flap copy was a shock: a professor in prison for having killed his brother, now a prisoner in love with another prisoner, a young man—I knew what this meant. More

Alexander Chee

Bedtime StoriesReading as need.