A heartfelt, gorgeously written debut middle grade novel about best friends, first crushes, and coming out—perfect for fans of Kyle Lukoff and Jake Maia Arlow.Before she moved from Austin to Rhode Island, everybody knew Lacey as one half of an inseparable Lacey-and-Grace, best friends since they were toddlers. Grace and her moms were practically family. But at school, being lumped together with overeager, worm-obsessed, crushes-on-everyone Grace meant Lacey never quite fit in—and that’s why at her new middle school, Lacey plans to reinvent herself. This time, she’s going to be cool. She’s going to be normal.At first, everything seems to go as planned. Lacey makes new friends right away, she finds a rabbi to help her prepare for the bat mitzvah that got deprioritized by her parents in the chaos of the move, and she even gets cast in the lead role of the eighth-grade musical. Which is when things start to get stressful, because it turns out the students at her new school have a long-standing, unofficial No matter what the show is, in the final performance, the leads always kiss for real.Lacey’s never kissed anyone before—she’s not even sure she’s ever had a crush. And in Bye, Bye, Birdie, there are a few different co-lead kiss possibilities for Lacey to choose from. There’s confident, cocky Andre. There’s sweet, friendly Jaden. And then there’s the other new girl at dryly funny, impossibly cool Violet.But while her new friends and older sister create whiteboard wall charts and botched field trip schemes to help her decide, suddenly Lacey can’t stop thinking about Grace, who she was so sure she wanted to leave behind. When Grace comes back into her life, Lacey needs to decide if she's brave enough to be who she really is, in front of the person who matters most.

"Remember when you pinkie promised you'd help me bury a body? Is that offer still good?" TWILIGHT meets JENNIFER'S BODY in this bite-sized sapphic vampire romance full of sweetness, snark, gore, and only one motel bed. Queen bee Honey Williams and burnout Sadie Greer haven't spoken since middle school, when a huge fight ended their lifelong friendship and sent the girls down wildly different paths. All of this changes when Honey turns up at 3am to ask Sadie to help her bury a body and kill the indie band that turned her into a vampire. It's the tail end of summer vacation. They've got the band's tour dates, a full tank of gas and two weeks before senior year starts. But Honey's newfound hunger is insatiable, and the road trip gets even gorier than they anticipated. Despite all the bloody motel rooms and near-misses with murder, Sadie and Honey grow reluctantly close for the first time since they were kids. But every road ends, and Honey's bloodlust isn't the only thing threatening to destroy their healing friendship…

"Remember when you pinkie promised you'd help me bury a body? Is that offer still good?" TWILIGHT meets JENNIFER'S BODY in this bite-sized sapphic vampire romance full of sweetness, snark, gore, and only one motel bed. Queen bee Honey Williams and burnout Sadie Greer haven't spoken since middle school, when a huge fight ended their lifelong friendship and sent the girls down wildly different paths. All of this changes when Honey turns up at 3am to ask Sadie to help her bury a body and kill the indie band that turned her into a vampire. It's the tail end of summer vacation. They've got the band's tour dates, a full tank of gas and two weeks before senior year starts. But Honey's newfound hunger is insatiable, and the road trip gets even gorier than they anticipated. Despite all the bloody motel rooms and near-misses with murder, Sadie and Honey grow reluctantly close for the first time since they were kids. But every road ends, and Honey's bloodlust isn't the only thing threatening to destroy their healing friendship…

The first love of a teenage girl is a powerful thing, particularly when the object of that desire is her best friend, also a girl. It's the kind of power that could implode a family, a friendship, a life. On a quiet summer night in Newcastle, 1972, a choice must be to act upon these desires, or suppress them? To live an openly queer life, or to try desperately not to?Over the following three decades, these two lives almost intersect in pivotal moments, the distance between them at times drawing so thin they nearly collide. Against the backdrop of an era including Australia's first Mardi Gras and the AIDS pandemic, we see these two lives ebb and flow, with joy and grief and loss and desire, until at last they come together in the most beautiful and surprising of fashions.A Language of Limbs is about love and how it's policed, friendship and how it transcends, and hilarity in the face of heartbreak - the jokes you tell as you're dying and the ways laughing at a funeral softens the edges of our grief. An unashamed celebration of queer life in all its vibrancy and colour, this story finds the humanity in all of us, and demands we claim our futures for ourselves.

Blue is the Warmest Color is a graphic novel about growing up, falling in love, and coming out. Clementine is a junior in high school who seems average enough: she has friends, family, and the romantic attention of the boys in her school. When her openly gay best friend takes her out on the town, she wanders into a lesbian bar where she encounters Emma: a punkish, confident girl with blue hair. Their attraction is instant and electric, and Clementine find herself in a relationship that will test her friends, parents, and her own ideas about herself and her identity.

Sinister Wisdom 139: Mad Dykes, Queer Worlds enters an important tradition of thinking about mental health, well-being, Madness, and rage. In these pages, guest editor Cavar collects a range of important writings that continue the explorations of all these issues. Cavar writes, “what does it mean to edit a Mad journal issue” of Sinister Wisdom? These are not “narratives that could be categorized as ‘mental health stories,’ or ‘recovery narratives.’” The stories in the pages of Sinister Wisdom 139: Mad Dykes, Queer Worlds are “richly imaginative and painfully real pieces that addressed truths of Mad dyke life while offering opportunities for imagination.” Cavar continues, “Mad people see through things. We see things that are there, really are, but which sane people refuse to see. The profound power, prescience, and, yes, “insight” embedded in Mad creative traditions, particularly those that center the inextricable links between Mad, queer, and trans experiences and politics. Right now, I invite you to live with us. Come in.”