Rejection: Fiction

by Tony Tulathimutte

Still, the school ingrained in him, if not feminist values per se, the value of feminist values.

At last, he’s found men willing to declare unapologetically that narrow-shouldered feminist men are in truth the most oppressed subaltern group, excluded from both male privilege and female solidarity, a marginalization far worse than those based in race or gender, which were mere constructs, as opposed to the material fact of narrow shoulders.

she configures herself in Neil’s negative spaces, back-to-chest, nose-to-neck, mindless and snug as a martini in its glass.

tbh boys never treat sex as a commitment so u shouldnt either no more wasting time on mid brunets just bc they sling dick Edwina Call that a sunk cock fallacy ❗ Anjali *phallusy

The apps, everyone says, the apps! But when he tries one it feels like a minuscule butcher shop, an infinite display case of rumps, loins, and wursts.

Julian, he learns, is someone who says Right on instead of Yes and never unsubscribes from political email lists, who believes the greatest song in human history is Passion Pit’s “Sleepyhead” and owns a drawerful of Henley shirts. He is tanned and centered, his chakras agape, comprehensively Californian.

If he’s going to be a doormat, he should at least be a welcome mat.

It hurts to be read.