While U UP? is a love letter to Los Angeles, it’s more of a love letter to the future of romantic friendship.

The forms Zambreno adopts are responses to the questions being posed.

I feel recognition and deep memories weltering like crop rows going fallow.

The discomfort of a beetle on its back, swinging its legs is not the kind of discomfort I am looking for. My discomfort is more like writing on the edge of what’s known, and what’s been said, and what’s ok to say.

While U UP? is a love letter to Los Angeles, it’s more of a love letter to the future of romantic friendship.

The forms Zambreno adopts are responses to the questions being posed.

If the abandoned luxury hotel is now occupied by poor, disenfranchised bodies, it could be said that Sebastián’s (and in turn, Julián’s) writing is occupied by their narratives.

Isn’t a life sentence without parole like a wrong word in a sentence that is impossible to correct, condemned to exist outside of grammar and syntax?

The discomfort of a beetle on its back, swinging its legs is not the kind of discomfort I am looking for. My discomfort is more like writing on the edge of what’s known, and what’s been said, and what’s ok to say.

Maybe both the nuns and the hoaxers are trying to connect, to form a community, through vastly different means. I know which I prefer, but perhaps what drives them isn’t really that different.

I understood that the whole point is to unmake this monumental quality…to ask yourself, for example, what kind of monument this event needs. Deserves.

I’ve tried to think about the university as something to be protected and looked after, and for that very reason, also as the object of our most unrelenting critique.

Look closely, and all things seem to have been touched by someone’s pain—all things optical, chemical, mechanical. Everything blossoms in destruction, everything is a deathly flower.

Fast-paced political publishing still exists, often a display of the power and potential that lies in thinking big and publishing “small.”

This delight in difference is what black religion in the post-Trump still-neoliberal age, which is another way to say black religion in the age of Thomas Jefferson, in the age of racial capitalism, antiblack racism, and settler colonialism, needs to rediscover.

The appeal to love as a revelatory force is at once a familiar rhetorical strategy for galvanizing peninsular unification platforms and a basic generative paradigm for imagining other worlds emotionally.

I feel recognition and deep memories weltering like crop rows going fallow.

A conversation between fiction writer and critic Greg Gerke and writer and editor Gabriel Blackwell.

A conversation between audio producer Nicole Kelly and Kamala Puligandla, former editor-in-chief of Autostraddle.com and author of ZigZags.

We’re excited to announce the 2021 Full Stop Editorial Fellows: Nico Millman and Kudrat Wadhwa!!!