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...

Trapped, lost in snow-covered northern lights, Wishing to stumble on dirt hollers. Misplaced on this dreadful map. I yearn to be quenched...

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...

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...

Some wombs House cysts not children Cramps, not comfort Monthly punching bags Scrambled self esteem Eggs over, not easy Not sunny, not...

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...

My bewildering body, my meat and my marrow, Walking away from the womanhood I once ached for; regression, relapse, in my carriage and my...

trigger warning: homophobia Ever since he was a small boy He remembered the thoughts Pulsing inside his head and how He tried to push...

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...

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....

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...

One summer when I was three, you heard me laughing in the backyard, insistent laughter, that of a child who had discovered some fresh...