Category - Poetry

Ben Rawluk Literature Poetry

I Was a People Once

Ben Rawluk   Some days, the sky running pink and orange like powder paint hit sharply with water, I perch on the balcony.  I used to think about skinning myself, about there being something underneath, about all the ways my body could be modified or cut or altered.  Now I think of dress-up...

Emily Sanford Literature Poetry

This dance is not optional

Emily Sanford   This dance is not optional nor occasional: it is a rifle at the knees with a rattlesnake beat at high noon sometimes a precipice leap and sometimes a slow and sure-footed sway widdershins on sacred air— it is unending, blood pooled from a pebble in the insole, a fast turn...

Anna Swanson Literature Poetry

Everything We Broke

Anna Swanson   First glass The world was a gala in its first pair of high-heeled shoes. A spin of sweat softball hair and twenty-year-old tuxedos. Miraculous older couples who appeared once a year. The world was two hundred lesbians in a rented hall and we were our first pair of shoes and this...

Carter Vance Literature Poetry

All Things Scarlet

Carter Vance   Coming down with something’s case, fever flush of card suits taken too literal, whiskey-faced haggling with diner shop case radio dials, dusty countertop linoleum for a place to rest comforted hands; I am no longer in darkened rooms with chalk sketches or star charts searching...

Lisa Baird Literature Poetry

The Word for Secrets

Lisa Baird   The bleeding is supposed to stop once he goes on hormones, but it just gets worse. One doctor tells him, It’s like estrogen and testosterone are fighting inside you. He twists and spasms, medicates far over the recommended dose, soaks every towel in the house each month. You...

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