Ben & Winslow
Live Out Your Filthy, Goblin-Filled Dreams
Winslow has been involved in the fast-paced world of goblin erotica since at least 2012, when he hired a slightly defective Japanese robot to help him illustrate comics. Looking back at that older comic, it certainly seems… prescient.
Recent Posts
- “Those Dishes? No, They Definitely Won’t Be Done Anytime Soon,” by Eric Schaal
- “The Expatriate Contraband Trade,” by Stephen Parrish
- “The Far Side of Paradise: A Buyer’s Guide,” by James B. Kobak, Jr.
- “It’s 2026. We Need a Goddamn Jesus Christ Superstar Remake Already,” by Colin Bishoff
- “Al Gore Destroys The Internet,” by Meg Reid
- “Cinema Is Saved—Reviews of Recent Blockbusters Like There Will Be Blood 2: Sponsored by Quest Diagnostics,” by Alex Dermody
- “Investors Pour Billions into Poetry Centers. Is it a Bubble?” by John Walker
- “Restaurant Menu Written by an English Major,” by Scott Talbot Evans
- “‘The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock’: Trigger Warnings,” by Nathan Leslie
- “Memos from the United States Department of Chemtrails,” by Emily Morrow
Featured
Defenestration: April 2026
Welcome to the April 2026 issue of Defenestration! It’s our first issue of 2026 and the start of our 23rd volume. You might be thinking, “Twenty-three years isn’t that long!” but let me tell you, gentle reader, that in the time Defenestration has been around, I got married, started a family, and now the oldest
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Defenestration: December 2025
Happiest of holiday seasons to you all! Welcome to the December 2025 issue of Defenestration, weary travelers. Pull up a chair or a futon, grab your beverage of choice, and stay a while. It’s a weird world out there, and we think you’ll be much more comfortable in here with us. I mean, it’s pretty weird in here, too, but it’s the nonthreatening kind of weird you can introduce to your pets and your parents.
Defenestration: August 2025
Hello, everyone! Welcome to the August 2025 issue of Defenestration, the literary magazine dedicated to humor and one of the few artifacts that will remain after the apocalypse (alongside cockroaches, AOL discs, and Twinkies). We’re happy you’ve decided to join us this month for an adventure into the surreal and absurd. You won’t be disappointed.
Nonfiction
“Those Dishes? No, They Definitely Won’t Be Done Anytime Soon,” by Eric Schaal Those dishes in the sink will not get done, so you may as well stop asking about them. And if you dare raise the subject again I will continue to reply using passive constructions, as the dishes exist in a realm that has nothing to do with me, though relatively speaking they are beneath me. That should explain damn-near everything, but given your countenance, I feel obliged to elaborate.
Fake Nonfiction
“The Expatriate Contraband Trade,” by Stephen Parrish We meet in dank basements under the light of exposed bulbs that glow so weakly, they remind us of beacons in a fog. We meet in quiet parks, where the only others present are women pushing baby carriages. If a real baby occupies the carriage, the woman probably isn’t a law enforcement officer. We meet in the storage rooms of grimy restaurants, where outdated calendars hang between shelves stacked with cans of dehydrated bacon bits. We meet anywhere we won’t be watched.
Fiction
“The Man Who Brought a Lighthouse to Pilates,” by Trae Stewart I first met red light therapy in a gym bathroom, where all great romances begin. Above the urinals was a poster of a man whose pores looked like polished apples. “ARE YOU TIRED OF BEING A SAD POTATO?” the poster asked. “BATHE IN PHOTOBIOMODULATION.” The model’s face glowed the specific shade of emergency escape signage. His smile said, “I don’t get sick anymore,” and also, “I definitely sell crypto.”
Poetry
“I Kicked Your Dog Into Space,” by Abby Hays I kicked your dog into space.
Truly, I am sorry.
Mars requested the best of his race,
and he was very charming.
Ben & Winslow
Live Out Your Filthy, Goblin-Filled Dreams Winslow has been involved in the fast-paced world of goblin erotica since at least 2012, when he hired a slightly defective Japanese robot to help him illustrate comics. Looking back at that older comic, it certainly seems… prescient.