To Make a Woman into a Monster First you must strip her of a nonessential body part. You could replace this with...
POLITICAL SILENCE For Michael Brown You tell me to keep quiet as we walk past the block where black boys are seated with...
Swoon When I pass out I have visions of my soul. My soul is a large blue flicker with white glow. I pass...
NINA SHARMA is a writer from Edison, New Jersey. Her work has been featured in Teachers & Writers Magazine, Drunken Boat, Certain Circuits Magazine, The...
South In between, I brush my teeth in a truck stop and remember how to fishtail my hair. Mostly my hands cramp around the...
When Racism Affecting Black Girls is Ignored “I was overwhelmed by the thought of having to be a black girl for the rest of...
crush a pearl (its powder) the night rory died, he moved the chair, his blonde locks fell & we will never be the same...
the bible belt by Alok Vaid-Menon i am back in my hometown when i receive the news that Leelah, a 17 year old trans woman in...
By Sheri Wright What is aged or overlooked can often be a source of beauty, if approached from a different perspective, one from a desire...
By Monica Wendel Gilgo Beach We were so sick from dope my mom had to fly from New York to take care of...
By Clare Louise Harmon I dressed blackunderwearredbra I worried that the strap would be seen & then I remembered I didn’t careatall fucktheorchestra...
By Jenuine Poetess I don’t want to wear special nail polish don’t want to pay for self-defense classes don’t want to maintain this...
At the Boundaries of Belief Review of All about Skin: Short Fiction by Women of Color, ed. Jina Ortiz and Rochelle Spencer Review...
On the Eating of Tails Once I wrote a miniature book that I called a novellete that I called Webcam Sex and it was about...
The following 5 pieces were finalists for our 1st TFW Poetry Contest, judged by Evie Shockley. Please click the above link for an audio recording...
2 poems by Shevaun Brannigan . In Response to Learning the Lego Line of Female Scientists was Limited Edition On the line of female Legos...
on my modern maidenless voyage, i’m stitched onto the sky. the boy next to me on the plane spills his sugar all over the boy...
. BOTTOM FEED to demand is to be wet with so many eyes. i wanna be dickfucked in the face until my dough...