Laura Green
There’s a poster of Wonder Woman on the wall beside my bed. She’s standing with her feet apart, her hands in fists on her smooth, round hips. I know she’s a superhero, but I don’t know what a superhero is. […]
There’s a poster of Wonder Woman on the wall beside my bed. She’s standing with her feet apart, her hands in fists on her smooth, round hips. I know she’s a superhero, but I don’t know what a superhero is. […]
Leftover Crowning Glorys.
Leftover Ladyfingers,
Bottle Rockets, Triple Missiles,
Dancing with Ghosts. […]
under a weight of slush-cold bodies
rutting, i drew breath: rancor.
the clamor of their anchors dragging […]
JESS X CHEN is a film director, artist, and nationally touring poet. After the Cultural Revolution, her parents immigrated from Nanchang, China to Canada in the late 1980s. Her work exposes narratives of colonial trauma, diaspora, and collective protest by connecting the violences between the queer and colored body and the body of the Earth. […]
Someone turns the kettle off.
Sets an alarm to silence. Neighbor,
are we showered? Are we dead yet? […]
by Beyza Ozer
Everyone will have one book that is their Last Book. If 2015 was my last year, if any one of these five books were my Last Book, I wouldn’t be angry; I would be happy that I held each of them in my hands, the Last Book to give me a paper cut. […]
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