An Alaskan Reckoning
When a group of Alaskan women flew to Washington, D.C. to meet with Senator Lisa Murkowski during the Supreme Court confirmation hearings for Brett Kavanaugh, I wanted to be on the plane with them.
Featured Artist
Featured artist Gabrielle Bates on the permeable boundary that exists between society and self
After (or, Nine Beholdings)
When we were girls, we weren’t supposed to look adults in the eyes, and when we did, we could barely stand the intensity, felt like we were too close to a human kind of flame.
All That Remains
I got my period two days ago but tell him I’m pregnant anyway.
Shifting Mirrors
The heavy door slammed like the hatch of a submarine before descending under water.
Mothertongue
Tokador. When I say the word, there’s hesitation in my voice that I can’t help as soon as the first consonant leaves my tongue.
Rock Jenny
Jenny’s first change, like everybody else’s, was expected.
“vanishing aubade” and other poems
O bobolink. The bobolink is dead / at my door — found leaving my apartment / to school then to work. After some searching, / I guess it’s a bobolink—this lemon- / headed crow, this crumpled parachute cloth.
Bodies Made of Bullets
When I got the phone call the third time Daveonte was shot, I knew it was the last. Still, I held my breath.
Half-Orphaned
Busted furniture. Building materials. Car guts. Then a few feet away, loads more: old clothing, broken toys, soiled diapers.
Art in the space of social issues
