Frances Revel
Child Dancer on Sundays Though I am Dull, my concerns Are effusive. My hour the early Hour of prime And blush. My spine climbs Its planar landscape. Hands Curled over the barre, I practice Everything […]
April 2019
Thea Brown
When I take my prescriptions I halve them carefully with the edge of a slanted tweezer blade. Call this predictable; I call it intimate. […]
Ra Malika Imhotep
The day I am officially screened
for bipolar disorder
I feel most alive –
alert to the way air moves […]