By Sophie Dunne He is pale like a cloudHis skin like melting ice cream Blowing me kisses as I work Leaning far over his seat About to fallAs he devours my presenceAnd attempts to maul He stands to stretch as I approach that area And… Read More ›
Poetry
Touch
By Mallory Abreu I used to sleeppassed out cold. Liquor curdling my bloodon a Tuesday dawn. I’d wake and cringe,every fiber of me shrinking from the light. Kick off the covers,wanting so badly to not bepresent in my own bodythat I couldn’t standto feel… Read More ›
No one way to be a womxn
By Pooja Kadaboina womxn.to not beof the ability to:shed clots of red,house the biology to nurture a pregnancy,produce too little or too many hormones,makes me no less of whoi am. i am not:– what lies betweenmy legs,– a number, a statistic,… Read More ›
Eventually
By Mit Reverie I may not be perfectI may have many flawsI may deviate from my plan Still all these are a part of meNot all sculpture are beautiful from beginningNot all seeds germinate from fruit ripeningEvery story has many chaptersChapters… Read More ›
She Is
By Katy Kettner She is She is a fortress, a vessel, an embodied cathedral She is sacred, she is messy, she is mine She listens, she hears, she see’s She speaks She plays, she rests, she births; many things… Read More ›
Melanin Mama’s
By Lourdes She with skin the color of loveHer the one who’s been chosen by the sunLips of plumWarrior tongueWith a complexion that tells a story of where we all came fromWoman of fireBecause She can take and create the… Read More ›
Fairy Tales
By Akshaya Pai Oh princess, Oh princessYour story was so wrongly toldThat made all little girls dreamOf a happily ever after when they’re old. But to live in our world,You must be a fighter.You may be written by a man,But… Read More ›
Con la lotta non si fanno figli
By Eleonora Quintavalle Una donna mi ha protetta con le tende abbassate i sorrisi di madre le mani di anziana saggezza Non cerco protezione da marito non voglio le tue dita nella testa E mangio e divoro le briciole che… Read More ›
Disturbing my peace
By Lourdes Whistles while I walk byOne is bold enough to grab my wristHe simultaneously winks and throws an air kissTo them being female means I asked for this“All I want is some spaceKeep your hands off of meGet the… Read More ›
Lost
By Drea Sebastiano-Stanley What’s worst is this feeling,that I have already lost you.Though your body in my armsI feel your breath,the sticking of your skinOur bodies unfolding… Days of youMonths of youYou expand in my mindIn my heartIn my life…… Read More ›
