Two poems by Carolyn Adams Fruit Fly by Carolyn Adams I’m not sure why I killed it. I’m not sure why I’m telling you this. It wouldn’t leave my page. It danced nervously from ink to edge, to center space, then backed off the tablet binding, only to return, to sip at...
Poem by samantha rose johnson everyone’s afraid to touch themselves samantha rose johnson (she/her) is a Bay Area-born writer. She is the founder and editor of the cult feminist magazine, Pussy Magic. Her writing has appeared in ILY Mag, blood orange, Tiny Flames...
Concrete Jungle by Cecilia Martinez The series deals with the secrets and lies the government tells us, from racial inequality, the how money is distributed, to the ghettos in our backyard. They are America’s dirty little secret. But the series also presents an...
This Thing, Woman by Rebecca Zimmerman This thing, woman, is a frightening thing. She grips me pins me alone inside this glass box This woman thing breaks me. Or am I a broken woman? This thing, woman. My body is no prison but the mythos of it is. I feel...
collage ditty 2 by Mia Martelli This collage references how 1950s science fiction imagery made a resurgence in the 1990s. I began this collage with paper and other physical materials. Using the Green Screen capabilities of my phone, I layered clothing prints...
Flesh World by Juliet Cook 1.They shoot multiple times without asking. Arms tied and bent backwards. Legs floating in space,in between a blue head, too big to be nothing more than disintegrating gurgles. 2. He wants you to beg him to shove it inside...
