Reflection
Michael Dufresne and the window speaks to the flesh in these clothes conveying a pulse a remembrance of what it was like to be against...
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I’m Still Here*
Tracy Grinstead-Everly *Dedicated to my abusive ex-boyfriends and others like them, To those of us who, despite them, are still here, And...
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Look at her
Shaillee Juneja She traversed the darkness Those paths filled with Muted and forced silence Aching heart Violated body And a broken...
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It was years before I understood not all my playground friends…
Tracie T. Nichols choked on unsought moisture forced through every mucus-lined threshold a small girl body forms in trusting fetal...
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Finally, at sixty, I see
Tracie T. Nichols the unabashed truths etched across gray folds, cradled in brittling bone. Name the diminishment— the utter, unholy,...
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Full of Monsters
Morgan Sullivan Monsters live in my head. Some monsters have smooth reptile skin shades of emerald jewels and then there is one that...
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