reclaim your voice.
Featured Image: Kevin Lamarque for Reuters Their beds, the center of our universe, seeded only a few years back. In their lumens, a silent thunder of embodied bickering — a rare storm for such tender tributaries. Inflamed tempers. Regretful tendernesses. The fairytale ending of nightmares naked-faced protestors blindly write. inspiration: “15 Children Are Hospitalized With…
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Featured Image: Lindsey Wasson for Reuters You are a mental patient with a Master’s degree and an absentee ballot Driving at 80 miles an hour the wrong way home to escape the killer in the air You chew, swallow and wash down what you still don’t know you need Seeing angels drift down to take…
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Featured Artwork: KwangHo Shin Find me in those torn up pages filled with empty words sitting at the bottom of my drawer. Find me in those empty boxes of paint and the overused bristles of a thick brush. Find me in the sweets that stay snuggled within your already heavy pockets, ever ready to land…
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I have cried three times this week.
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Featured Artwork: Arina Tsumbaluk When you say “body”, I wish our minds didn’t drift right down To what our consciousness does When the lights go out A heart, A soul, A place we can call home. A casket holding And never letting go A product of parents, Nurtured with unconditional love, And their sacrifices of…
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Featured Artwork: Lesi Johnson Dear mom, There are so many things I’ve wanted to tell you, but I’ve never made the time or found the strength. So many unsent texts, times I’ve walked away from your closed bedroom door, calls cut short because of an impending errand. Now, I’ve but two weeks left with you…
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Featured Artwork: Louisa Cannell Our color, age, and religion shall not define Dictate our image Or way of life We are humans And that takes precedence over any fight Equality, love, and respect Is our right So let us remove Set limitations that hinder our voice, And be freed from boundaries That do not…
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How many mothers, how many children? How many girls, how many bodies? How many years of Barbarity Hunger Undue Thirst Tragedy Obliteration? When does the disease end, this disease that is worse than death? When do the thrones fall — when does the earth eat them? When does the sky descend? When does God’s wind…
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be a white woman give up my voice love my man and family harder and longer than any other choice get on my knees recite my prayers pledge to give up my own ambition especially if he dares love my father love my mother where else did the savings come from? couldn’t be my job…
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