Arts & Culture
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Two Poems by Megan Arlett
Period. Stop. In England, where I paused my mother’s period for nine months, period means period. Period. And ‘full stop’ means a period. A single...
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Poem: “A Girl’s Guide” by Amy Gleeson
By Amy Gleeson sit and be still sit and be still and cross your legs sit and be still and cross your legs and...
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Two Poems by Emelia Reuterfors
Brided 1) I wonder where my bride is . pigeonwinging and wired to the banister a split-end....
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Poetry: “Madame X–” by Lauren K. Alleyne
Madame X— she a hustler a hussy shaking her bustled booty up and down town all smiles and wiles and...
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Two Poems by Vicki Vargas
By Vicki Vargas Bottomless Mimosa A stranger’s dog threshes against its chain until the weeping of metal-links distracts our waiter. I watch your...
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Prose Poem: “To All the Boys Who Didn’t”
By Kristin Sanders Thank you to the man in Las Vegas who ripped my tampon out and went down on me anyway...
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Flash Fiction: “A Dog Is A Dog Is A Dog”
By Arya F. Jenkins Mornings, early, she rose with her dog, Moreno, who was, to put it mildly, the spitting image of her father,...
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5 poems by Khadijah Queen
I don’t remember how old I was when I saw Lou Rawls but we were on Wilshire somewhere with my mom & he drove a...
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2 poems by Lee Ann Roripaugh
……………….tsunami battles the pink robots / french poststructuralist tsunami it’s such a pitiful bukkake those post-tsunami Roombas cooling down plant walls stripping...
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3 poems by Darrian Wesley
Words Before Dying As my mother’s mother warned of her love when I confessed, gay: many have died for this. But to bullet...
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A poem by Amy Lukau
i always wanted to work on a cotton plantation. you know, somewhere in the deep south. close to cajun town but deeper toward the mouth...
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2 pieces by Cherie Jones
In Memoriam I mourn my vagina, and miss her. My husband mourns her too. As things progressed, we’d used a special Morse when he...
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3 poems by Joshua Jennifer Espinoza
THE MOON IS TRANS The moon is trans. From this moment forward, the moon is trans. You don’t get to write about the moon anymore...
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4 Poems by Carmen Giménez Smith
EPIGRAMS FOR A LADY If you hate it when your son is preternaturally boy, freight him with your trunk’s warp. A woman could form...
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A poem by Niki Tulk
Song For My Daughter You are nearly here. Around and above me slithering voices, anxious midwife barks. My own voice surges from a...
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“Flawless” by Laurie Reid
Flawless Sheila is fat, real fat. Sheila calls herself that. When Sheila stood up and introduced herself to her Women’s Studies class, the professors’...
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A Review of Mecca Jamilah Sullivan’s Blue Talk and Love by Sarah Mantilla Griffin
Review: Blue Talk and Love by Mecca Jamilah Sullivan “A Block Party in Blue Mood” by Sarah Mantilla Griffin We have been waiting for...
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2 poems by Sanchari Sur
Badaun Sisters 27 May, 2014, Katra Village, Badaun District, Uttar Pradesh, India Strange fruits found on dusty back roads in forgotten Indian villages. ...
