Inferno by Anne McMullen Peffer

The author wishes to note that this poem was inspired by Litany, by Mahogany L. Browne INFERNO Today I am a Mormon Woman in New England   & I am singing pioneer trail songs like lullabies.   They sound like:           The mothers walked in thick and heavy skirts —...

filler words Sophie Mindes

When he assaulted me, — but that is the wrong word Assault is what they do in video games, when the men shoot a volley of arrows into the sea of the goblin army Assault rifle. No, it is not the right word But neither is rape. Not for this. Not for me. I cannot...

Watching for the Man by Tam Francis

I wake to a man crouching by my bed in the dark. His body hunches between the two twin mattresses, each bed pushed against opposite walls on the floor, futon style. I’d told myself the arrangement was groovy and cool, plus I didn’t have money for box springs and...

Teeth by M’shai Dash

It was the summer of 1999 in what was then called Chocolate City.  It was a sweltering season curated by music that sprang forth from the backyards, churches and ghettos east of the Anacostia River. Go Go music.  Drums for mating and drums for war. It vibrated around...

For Every Death by I. Grey

All profound love ends. Or so I’ve been told. As a child, I thought the most important thing in life was being happy, that one day I would find myself floating on waves of clarity with nothing but truth ahead. But the waves were stilled with doubt. Instead, I learned...