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
The Devil
December 21, 2024
Letter from the Editor-in-Chief
As the Editor-in-Chief and founder of Pink Disco, I want to first give my sincere thanks for allowing us to continue this little misfit magazine for two years now. When I first conceived of this publication, I had no idea what kind of audience there would be for such a thing. I only believed that amongst all the places for writers and artists to submit their work, there were few spaces that truly embraced the multitudinous nature of sexuality, took it seriously, and celebrated it in all its forms. Good. Bad. And Ugly.
Since our last issue, the publishing landscape hasn’t changed much but our social, political, and cultural landscape has. Now, more than ever, there’s a real need for voices of resistance against misogyny, queerphobia, transphobia, and ideas of cultural supremacy. Pink Disco is proud to be in that fight.
And what more appropriate archetype to invoke for such a pièce de resistance than the devil.
Setting aside the Abrahamic interpretation of the devil, such trickster figures are also regarded as adversaries, rebels, misfits, and even (gasp) humanity’s protector against the tyranny of the gods. It was Prometheus, seen in some traditions as a mask of the devil figure, who loved humankind enough to defy the gods for our development and ultimate survival.
The interpretation of the devil card in the tarot is just as complicated. In most traditional circles, the devil represents indulgence, vice, and bondage to earthly delights in lieu of the higher spiritual rewards. This, though, is a reading derivative of A.E. Waite’s interpretation of the tarot as depicted in the Smith/Wiate deck, a byproduct of the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn tradition, which was infused with Christian undertones. In Crowley’s reinterpretation with his Toth tarot, he saw the devil as: “material energy in its most creative form.” The devil is the spirit infused in flesh. It is the creative fire underlying all things material. As the old priests have always proselytized, to celebrate the flesh is to celebrate the devil.
Winter, too, is a season that beautifully wrestles with the relationship between darkness and light. The figure of Christ is one who was able to conquer death. The traditional tree is a symbol of the perseverance of life amongst a season of death. And the ancient Roman festival of Sol Invictus celebrated the “unconquerable sun” in times of winter. The name Lucifer, translated as light bringer, also encapsulates the interdependent relationship between light and darkness, life and death.
This, of course, is all a simplistic reading of this very nuanced and complicated figure. And my point is simply to illustrate the many masks that the devil may wear. Perhaps it’s her elusiveness that makes her such a trickster.
The pieces selected for this issue all interpret this theme and this figure in slightly varied ways, some more overtly than others. All are, in my opinion, pieces of resistance that take seriously our relationship with flesh, carnality, and (gasp) the devil.
To help celebrate this winter solstice, we are also excited to feature our first collaborative artist, Luxa Strata, host of Lux Occult podcast and founder of the Green Mushroom Project and Void House. You can check out more of her work with your chosen podcatcher, YouTube, and Instagram.
Sol Invictus.
In this season of manifested joys, of treats made of fake food and trees felled and risen again garishly decorated, of lights of unnatural colors lit to symbolize one’s accordance with traditions maligned over the centuries, we choose instead to celebrate a different kind of material seduction.
This is also a time of my own exit from the shackles of capitalism, no matter how temporary. The following pieces spoke to the resolve I am feeling.
Caterina Minezzi’s Sexy Nightmare is the opposite of a misnomer. Expertly rendered, it reminds me of some of my own strife-filled, passionate dreams. Irina Tall Novikova’s work is recognizable by anyone who frequents this space and we’re happy to have it! These pieces harkened for me a sense of those age-old angels, multi-winged, multi-eyed, something between a beast and a paragon, full of passion and fallen from grace. Anna Kirby responded to the question of ‘The Devil?’ with the answer: Venus Riding the Carousel. This collage struck a chord in me, a rememberance of the classic Venus rising, now a figure to stand against the horned-one. Keira Norton, another repeat submitter, was ahead of her time in her aptly-named The Devil from issues passed and we’ve chosen to honor its appropriateness by republishing it in this edition. Finally, in the realm of photography, Rachel Turney and Luxa Strata offer us images of debauchery, one quiet and one loud, both promising release from whatever binds you.
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This issue’s playlist can be found here.
Since our last issue, the publishing landscape hasn’t changed much but our social, political, and cultural landscape has. Now, more than ever, there’s a real need for voices of resistance against misogyny, queerphobia, transphobia, and ideas of cultural supremacy. Pink Disco is proud to be in that fight.
And what more appropriate archetype to invoke for such a pièce de resistance than the devil.
Setting aside the Abrahamic interpretation of the devil, such trickster figures are also regarded as adversaries, rebels, misfits, and even (gasp) humanity’s protector against the tyranny of the gods. It was Prometheus, seen in some traditions as a mask of the devil figure, who loved humankind enough to defy the gods for our development and ultimate survival.
The interpretation of the devil card in the tarot is just as complicated. In most traditional circles, the devil represents indulgence, vice, and bondage to earthly delights in lieu of the higher spiritual rewards. This, though, is a reading derivative of A.E. Waite’s interpretation of the tarot as depicted in the Smith/Wiate deck, a byproduct of the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn tradition, which was infused with Christian undertones. In Crowley’s reinterpretation with his Toth tarot, he saw the devil as: “material energy in its most creative form.” The devil is the spirit infused in flesh. It is the creative fire underlying all things material. As the old priests have always proselytized, to celebrate the flesh is to celebrate the devil.
Winter, too, is a season that beautifully wrestles with the relationship between darkness and light. The figure of Christ is one who was able to conquer death. The traditional tree is a symbol of the perseverance of life amongst a season of death. And the ancient Roman festival of Sol Invictus celebrated the “unconquerable sun” in times of winter. The name Lucifer, translated as light bringer, also encapsulates the interdependent relationship between light and darkness, life and death.
This, of course, is all a simplistic reading of this very nuanced and complicated figure. And my point is simply to illustrate the many masks that the devil may wear. Perhaps it’s her elusiveness that makes her such a trickster.
The pieces selected for this issue all interpret this theme and this figure in slightly varied ways, some more overtly than others. All are, in my opinion, pieces of resistance that take seriously our relationship with flesh, carnality, and (gasp) the devil.
To help celebrate this winter solstice, we are also excited to feature our first collaborative artist, Luxa Strata, host of Lux Occult podcast and founder of the Green Mushroom Project and Void House. You can check out more of her work with your chosen podcatcher, YouTube, and Instagram.
Sol Invictus.
Letter from the Art Editor
The long, cold night is upon us.In this season of manifested joys, of treats made of fake food and trees felled and risen again garishly decorated, of lights of unnatural colors lit to symbolize one’s accordance with traditions maligned over the centuries, we choose instead to celebrate a different kind of material seduction.
This is also a time of my own exit from the shackles of capitalism, no matter how temporary. The following pieces spoke to the resolve I am feeling.
Caterina Minezzi’s Sexy Nightmare is the opposite of a misnomer. Expertly rendered, it reminds me of some of my own strife-filled, passionate dreams. Irina Tall Novikova’s work is recognizable by anyone who frequents this space and we’re happy to have it! These pieces harkened for me a sense of those age-old angels, multi-winged, multi-eyed, something between a beast and a paragon, full of passion and fallen from grace. Anna Kirby responded to the question of ‘The Devil?’ with the answer: Venus Riding the Carousel. This collage struck a chord in me, a rememberance of the classic Venus rising, now a figure to stand against the horned-one. Keira Norton, another repeat submitter, was ahead of her time in her aptly-named The Devil from issues passed and we’ve chosen to honor its appropriateness by republishing it in this edition. Finally, in the realm of photography, Rachel Turney and Luxa Strata offer us images of debauchery, one quiet and one loud, both promising release from whatever binds you.
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This issue’s playlist can be found here.
Visual Art
Sexy Nightmare
Don't touch me. Rebirth
Someday the end will come...
Venus Rides the Carousel
The Devil (republished)
Playing with the Devil
Poetry
Bound Christ
Maybe Saved
A Poem in Which I Suck Cock Like an Arborist
Hallowed Husband
low down dirty pervert
INTERFACE
Brain Rut
MASTER, MASTER
saint of precipice
saint of fixation
A Tattoo of Eye Teeth
Untitled
Read With Me
To My Forbidden Lover
The Handprint in Your Soap Bar
Sparks of Lightning
Marsh Clay
Flight
Willow Roots
Rotten Blossoms
Ephemeron
Parasocial Rope Burn
Her Foot
Miss Snyder's Mini Dress
Pink
Fuck it-sin isn't real, it's just a lie your reformist mom told you
Index of sex
Nonfiction
Alex: Redux
The New year
Fiction
Parent/Pervert
Nocturnal Observations
No Strings
Adrift
Gravel Ass
Femboy