“is live now ” by Darcy Isla

The girl on my screen almost sounds like she’s crying,I can’t hold her for comfort; we both might be dying. Continue reading →

“How to Use a Curling Iron” by Aliza Bridge

Jenna was struggling to twist her arms in different angles behind her head, gripping a curling iron in one hand Continue reading →

“Shepherd” by Kat Rowan

Eva wakes up at six; or rather six is the hour she gives up on trying to sleep. The sun Continue reading →

“Push, Woman!” by Raluca Comanelea

A woman’s push is the supreme act of creation. Patriarchy has attempted since time immemorial to debilitate the fascinating power Continue reading →

“Bathtub” by Michael T. Smith

1)   Meticulous droplets fill a dirty tub held together by a ring of filth, a matrimonial altar of the Continue reading →

“Copy of a wh*re” by Michael T. Smith

The term ‘first person’ shows how selfish we are.  I would never Look at myself […ergo sum…] the way We Continue reading →

“O, Woman (Sonnet)” by Michael T. Smith

O, woman thy airy ways have — but stop!                             You must be green of reading po’tic sop That’s written about Continue reading →

“Gather Apart” by Michael T. Smith

(from and to Maya Angelou)   The loss of a first love is so painful that it borders on the Continue reading →