~~~~~~~~~ Step by step is an understatement of the Complexity Confusion Exhaustion That comes along with this work, Deconstruction Reconstruction so that many of us...
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...
“In Shapeshifters Aimee Meredith Cox explores how young Black women in a Detroit homeless shelter contest stereotypes, critique their status as partial citizens, and negotiate...
By Clare Louise Harmon I dressed blackunderwearredbra I worried that the strap would be seen & then I remembered I didn’t careatall fucktheorchestra...
By Ray Fraizer ~~~ Fear Tell me what fear is when you’re going eighty on E smoking what your father smelled like when...
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...
By Rebecca Miller The night is a prison for rainbows. Light-deprived prisms and spectrums of grey. Bowls of fake fruit as centerpieces And gift-wrapped sweets in corners...
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...
By Hannah Seelman He threw me into a chair, into despair as the blood rain warm, drip drop drip...
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...
By Brianna Suslovic You took me to my first protest when I was in the first grade, Mom, a peaceful affair outside the federal...