By Aishvarya Arora
monthly we submit
to butch-barber
praise
hair confetti flicked
from their clipper’s
silver fingers…
to butch-barber
praise
hair confetti flicked
from their clipper’s
silver fingers…
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- By Leslie SainzOther women’s husbands are complete sentences.
Other women’s husbands are present tense verbs.
Other… - By Frank X WalkerAll believers know about the power of water
though not enough about the power of dirt.
My mama used… - By Lisa LowYou track the proliferation of white male/Asian female couples on the street, in your friend groups,…
- By Maria HiersAlana whips us
around the night
in her nineties jalopy.
On the rearview,
a rosary sways.
Our clique’s the… - By Sanam SheriffThese days, freedom
means: no shame.
What she calls
your cock rises
at its name, invisible
as wind… - By Katie CondonI am a child convinced I am a worm.
This alarms people.
I am given a rosary
to guide me. Told I am… - By Mayda Alexandra del ValleI was the girl who worked behind the counter at the skate shop. Never stepped on a skateboard, but could…
- By Anne Halsey1. Recent death of mother, keeps house for old father.
- By Anne HalseyA professional woman
twenty-seven years old
is a state of mind.
Three or four years’
preparation for self… - By Courtney Conradone of twelve, your sisters’ favorite
and nightmare. Your forearm, an interceptor
for knives aimed at … - By Malika Bookeri.
But Noah found grace in the eyes of the lord
and thus formed the habit of my non-naming,
there … - By Safiya Kamaria Kinshasashe continued to soar past the jerk barrels and carcasses of Sainsbury’s shopping bags, even the thickest…
- By Asha Futtermanmy job used to be teaching a machine
to recognize complaints filed against police officers
that contained… - By Carson Wolfestuck between two Texans
who can’t believe I don’t know
how blockchain works.
I am always around men
who… - By Danez Smithsaid short: i feel more like a stud. said
with some nuance: as if i came to
masculinity through the women… - By Shizuka Omoriやましさが案山子のように立っているからだを抜けてくるのか歌は
触れることは届くことではないのだがてのひらに蛾を移して遊ぶ
後ずさりできぬ鳥たち 二人称をずたずたにする夕焼けだった
皆殺しの〈皆〉に女はふくま… - By Ann-Margaret LimHolding his stare in mine, I flip the bird
at a grown man
on a stool in front of the street bar
on the … - By Rochelle Hurt[all my exes agree i’m too sensitive. inside i’m keeping track of slights on one long receipt, a diaristic…
- By Jesse NathanGoing to the Russian bathhouse on Innes
to lie naked on a shelf in the steam
while the hatted man
swanning…