Taco Bell Quarterly is the literary magazine for the Taco Bell Arts and Letters. We’re a reaction against everything. The gatekeepers. The taste-makers. The hipsters. Health food. Artists Who Wear Cute Scarves. Bitch-ass Wendy’s. We seek to demystify what it means to be literary, artistic, important, and elite.

We’re taking it personally. We’re freaks, slackers, punks, rule-breakers, people with weird ideas, writers, artists, and dreamers. We welcome writers and artists of all merit, whether you’re published in The Paris Review, rejected from The Paris Review, or DGAF what The Paris Review is.

First and foremost, TBQ is about great writing. We think great writing can be about Taco Bell. We think trash can be beautiful. We inject rock and roll fun into writing, start beefs with other lit mags, and will not rest until we find out what Joyce Carol Oates’ go-to Taco Bell order is. (We assume it’s the cup of beans until she notifies us otherwise.)

We are absolutely not affiliated with Taco Bell and make no profits. We can’t even get extra sauce in the drive-thru.

Our evil plan to get all the writers to write about Taco Bell and join the #TBQFam. Our only guideline is love.