Enough Rain
Quail rise in ruffles from the sage. / Pebbles I scraped into my knee look / like they belong there.
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ReadIn Bad Faith
Elsewhere a bell rings /medieval in its calling and here / I fumble for a reliquary -
ReadNo One is Taking the Doughnut Shortage Seriously (and all that that implies)
— or the ketchup packet one / over in the adjacent deli, the dearth of good strawberries / in produce. -
ReadThose People
In 1996, the year my mother died of a heroin overdose, Purdue Pharma started to sell OxyContin in the United States. -
ReadThis disappearing, how it makes • thread/bare
house become island, as inland pushes out / land. Outlandish, you say, this push and pull— -
ReadI want my story to be ordinary.
I / am ruined / how could I / ever leave / this wound -
ReadThe Coop in August • The Last One to Get the Message
The form asks for / my job. Stay-at-home-parent, / a response given by the dozen, / lands wrong these months. -
ReadEconomies of Harm
What hard truths do you need to examine about our current systems so you can see yourself more expansively in your own honesty? -
ReadAn Essay on Processing
TSW Art Director, Meg Sykes, on creating the featured image for Issue 13: Rebellious Joy -
ReadRest Begets Rest: Community Postcards
TSW Artist in Residence, Bianca Ng, on creating the featured art for Issue 13: Rebellious Joy -
ReadRest Begets Rest: An Essay
TSW Artist in Residence, Bianca Ng, writes a meditative inquiry into rest -
ReadRebellious Joy Resource Guide
A companion guide of supplemental materials for Issue 13: Rebellious Joy -
ReadIf I Had Known Then That Casey and Rhian Were Both Terrible Pieces of Shit, Puberty Would Have Been Way More Fun
We’re all on the grassy patch of land east of Christ the King, our school, with our uniform plaid skirts hiked, wearing way too much lip-gloss and not enough deodorant. -
ReadFamily House
When Mom called to tell me the news that Memito had died, I went to go fish out that old photo from what could barely be called a closet. -
ReadMatrilineage [Recovered]
I came / I was culled