Letter from the Editors
Our world is filled with erotic energy.
The word erotic is loaded and, at best, ambiguous; yet, for most of us, it’s also excitatory. It elicits
sensations, memories, fantasies, an entire world that is most often submerged below the surface of our
everyday selves. But what, exactly, is erotic and what does it mean to publish a magazine dedicated to
the erotic in arts and literature?
Perhaps in contemplating the erotic, we should gaze backwards toward ancient Greece where the
concept was borne from the flutter of Eros’s wings. The word erotic comes from the Greek myth of Eros.
Eros, once a primordial force within the universe and then, in later myths, the offspring of Aphrodite and
Ares, Eros came to represent those forces of love and fertility. In part, the early myths have endured and
even transmutated from culture to culture because they capture the complexity of the human experience and distill it into simple archetypes and stories. Eros is no different. Though Eros’s origins evolved over time, he has remained a force active in the lives of all of us, igniting within us our own carnality and desire.
With this in mind, I like to think of Eros as the seat of our soul from which the most primal and sexual
parts of our natures emerge. The erotic, then, is the form in which our carnality takes shape.
When contemplating the themes of Pink Disco, I thought hard about what it means to feel that energy.
On the one hand, we could easily look at what has become commodified as sex in our society and point
to that as erotic. To some extent, this works. But I also firmly believe some of the most potent sex we
encounter is founcd in the sublime and secret whispers of our everyday lives.
Don’t get me wrong. Pink Disco welcomes latex, leather, nipple clamps, and feathers. We want to see your O face. But we also believe the most explicit sex is not an isolated act but the apex of the totality of our experience; it is a celebration of what it means to be human, to have a body, and to experience sensation.
Pink Disco, then, is a celebration of the erotic, our carnality, our bodies, and ultimately our humanness.
Come play with us.
Pink
HEAT
June 21, 2023
For issue two, we wanted to keep things hot.
Steam off the pavement hot. Salty bodies oiled in the sun hot.
Some of these pieces moved me like anthems. Whether it’s Roméo Desmarais III’s manic exaltation of lust or Karla Linn Merrifield’s unapologetic poem to being a slut meister, there’s fire here.
In other pieces you might find, as I did, the cool respite of a moon-soaked night like in Frederick Groya’s exploration of a young man’s discovery of gay lust or B. Anne Adriaens’ poem about a young woman coming to terms with shame of her developing body. But like a cool summer breeze, they still singe with fire and may make you sweat with lines like: “my saliva becomes a varnish to keep you hard.”
This was a truly fun issue to put together and we are grateful for the opportunity to share it with you. First and foremost, we want to thank all our contributors who made this issue possible. And we also want to thank you for taking the time to read and to care.
Check out this issue's playlist here.
Steam off the pavement hot. Salty bodies oiled in the sun hot.
Some of these pieces moved me like anthems. Whether it’s Roméo Desmarais III’s manic exaltation of lust or Karla Linn Merrifield’s unapologetic poem to being a slut meister, there’s fire here.
In other pieces you might find, as I did, the cool respite of a moon-soaked night like in Frederick Groya’s exploration of a young man’s discovery of gay lust or B. Anne Adriaens’ poem about a young woman coming to terms with shame of her developing body. But like a cool summer breeze, they still singe with fire and may make you sweat with lines like: “my saliva becomes a varnish to keep you hard.”
This was a truly fun issue to put together and we are grateful for the opportunity to share it with you. First and foremost, we want to thank all our contributors who made this issue possible. And we also want to thank you for taking the time to read and to care.
Check out this issue's playlist here.
Poetry
Smile
On the irrelevance of colour
cumshots
The Kiss
Addiction
Orgasms like Aurora Borealis
As You Sleep
In the Half Light
Some Scenes of Bliss
#26: Slut Meister
#49: Fucking by Numbers
#53: From Letters of a Voyage to Remember
spider lips
the girls employ subtle transformations while carefully observing one another / the girls perform femininity in tandem while sustaining moderate corneal damage
Fiction
Magazines
Viral
The Falconer
The Goatman
Blushin’ wastes energy
Natalie’s New Hands
Creative Non-Fiction
Subtle and Simple
Visual Art
Lust Monster
