It’s just…I don’t want “Korean” or “Korean American” seen one-dimensionally, you know?

The Hive proudly presents a sequence of “Dear bear, poems” by the amazing Ae Hee Lee.

The mystery of where sea turtles go for their early years has been solved…

Upon release their flight / stutters with turbulence slight

Interviews Editor Zakiya Cowan talks to the amazing Kendra Decolo.

i had to seduce myself first the rest came / afterwards

i drink despair down / with lavender wine and burning ambrosia honey

a girl slides into my dms offering sweet gifs / or the blood of my enemies.

we don’t keep honey in the house because we don’t need it. / instead, she dips her fingers in my tea.

An ongoing theme in Soft Science is how easily the collection breaks the binary of gender between “softness” and “hardness.”

When I sweat, I smell my past. We joke / now that I could start good, hearty meals / in my armpits

Someday I’ll hold a tea party for my adopted child, prince(ss), / and talk of historical affairs like the present I am in.

Problem #1: No one can see the pain

But the happy fuels me right? Fuck what if it’s the sad that does?

now to those million bugs / you’re still here, still vibrating / in their bellies

In the cave I am a bear living / with a tiger.

By the water at night teenagers are fucking. / When there is skin there are bits of earth, clinging.