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Jan 27, 20241 min read
Sunlight Through the Center Street Window | Ruth Towne
You said, this is a girl’s apartment—most days, plaits of sunshine swayed on the pressed and white shoulders of our walls, and brushed...


Jan 24, 20241 min read
Pennsylvania Pilgrimage | Kyle Hilsey
Trapped, lost in snow-covered northern lights, Wishing to stumble on dirt hollers. Misplaced on this dreadful map. I yearn to be quenched...


Jan 21, 20241 min read
That Kind of Person | Victoria K. Clay
Does it make me feel better being the peaceful person? The forward person? The person that doesn’t need anything to do or say something...


Jan 18, 20241 min read
My Soul, Like a Watered Field | M. Shayne Bell
O, play that melody; play it again, again— it makes me think of he that runs to me. Moonlit and in sunlight my door opens to him— sunlit...


Jan 15, 20241 min read
Wombs ÂÂÂÂÂÂÂÂÂÂÂÂÂ| Karina Guardiola-Lopez
Some wombs House cysts not children Cramps, not comfort Monthly punching bags Scrambled self esteem Eggs over, not easy Not sunny, not...


Jan 9, 20241 min read
My Mother’s Song | Ada Pendill
I save the tickets from events and places I visit In a box that belonged to my mother in her youth. The old box is one of the things that...


Jan 3, 20242 min read
My Meat and My Marrow | Christie Grotheim
My bewildering body, my meat and my marrow, Walking away from the womanhood I once ached for; regression, relapse, in my carriage and my...


Dec 8, 20231 min read
Different | Francine G. Farina & Sarah N.
trigger warning: homophobia Ever since he was a small boy He remembered the thoughts Pulsing inside his head and how He tried to push...


Dec 4, 20231 min read
T-shirt | Julianna Hallett
I picked you up like an old t-shirt: tattered, worn, softened a bit. Maybe it wasn’t me who broke you in and smoothed every crease, but I...


Nov 30, 20232 min read
maybe in a universe lightyears away | Reeti Ramchandani
look! there’s a camera zoomed in on our hands. in the script, our hands are supposed to meet, our fingers are supposed to be interlocked....


Nov 26, 20231 min read
March 28th, 2023 | Eleni Polinska
For three years, I didn’t read a single book, I was too busy longing at the water’s edge, wandering alone at night, only 18, thinking I...


Nov 20, 20232 min read
Nevertheless (wasps & cigarettes) - Taunja Thomson
One summer when I was three, you heard me laughing in the backyard, insistent laughter, that of a child who had discovered some fresh...
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