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You’re still barefoot in the creek as crawdads scuttle under rocks.You’re in the kitchen too, dogunderfoot as oil swirls in a pan. You’re in the treehouse cradling a library book, peeling a sunburn.You prune the lupine, deadhead sage, pull weeds up by the roots. You float the swimming hole, too scared of leeches to put …

Title: Enuf Tears to Outweigh the Ocean 11×17, 2020; Medium: Digital Title: The Beginnin’ 11×17, 2020; Medium: Digital Artist Statement:These pieces are two of four digitals works in the series: “MASK OFF: an understanding of slavery thru blk fem bodies.”These pieces are inspired by Christy Clark-Punjara, my professor at the University of Wisconsin-Madison in her …

Elizabeth is my father’s mother’s daughter and was my best friend growing up. Born two weeks apart, we were raised as sisters, though she was technically my aunt. We grew up knowing she held this ranking. She sometimes used it to get what she wanted. I’m your aunt, she’d say, so you have to share …

Note: These poems are erasures of The New Etiquette: The Modern Code of Social Behavior by Margery Wilson (1937) Carrie Green is the author of Studies of Familiar Birds: Poems (Able Muse Press, 2020). She earned her MFA at McNeese State University in Lake Charles, Louisiana, and has received grants from the Kentucky Foundation for …

Meghan Elizabeth Kelley is a poet from the Philadelphia, PA area. Her work has appeared in For Women Who Roar, The Inflectionist Review, and Toyon: Multilingual Literary Magazine, among other places. She has an MFA from Randolph College.

Meghan Elizabeth Kelley is a poet from the Philadelphia, PA area. Her work has appeared in For Women Who Roar, The Inflectionist Review, and Toyon: Multilingual Literary Magazine, among other places. She has an MFA from Randolph College.

“They are structures, often oppressive structures, that we cannot ignore. To treat them intersectionally is to consider how food is not separate from race, not separate from gender, not separate from ability, etc. and that where a person or community stands at these intersections means that they have radically different life chances and access to …

Access: Attachment. Maybe a ramp, maybe a wound that mends outward, with overgrowth of tissue that dangles like a tether. Always, the path back to where humans began. Accommodation: Innovation, to make new. 1. Fighting abled norms to a draw. For now. 2. Living inside the glass house of your body, no curtains, notes to …

Today I rest, brimming with purple.I press down on the tendernessa minor note tumbles out. The needle, earlier, like a mirrora window. I count the cloudson the band-aid. I countmy reflections in the mirror. In Tucson we drink absinthewhile Chris reads my tarot cards,something about another life,and leaving something behind. The bruise greens and I …

It’s nothing more than a quick glimmer on the asphalt, weak morning sun grazing dull metal. A minor miracle in the parking lot at Saint Ursula as an old man’s filmy gaze catches a wink of light. He stops, and for one more step, the woman next to him keeps walking. He sets a hand …