We publish what doesn’t sit cleanly on a shelf. Stories with tension. Poems with bruises. Music with a pulse beneath the quiet. We’re drawn to the edge spaces—where identity, memory, and belief intersect without resolution. Queer voices. Sacred confusion. Beautiful work that refuses the binary of faith or doubt, love or exile. If your art aches to be honest, if you’ve never found a bookshelf that quite made room—you’re in the right place.