Protest Song in Six Verses
Blue ash of skin between the rubble, a child’s body buried beneath concrete, these images are stitched beneath my eyelids, stuck.
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ReadSaint Agatha of Sicily Died a Virgin
“Agatha refused to fuck a magistrate, so he imprisoned her in a brothel.” -
ReadHe Who Brought the Sun
“We all had something to pray for.” -
ReadWith a Hunger to Swallow the World
“December, 2017; I tell a boy with low self-esteem that I love him ‘unconditionally’ and now I have to prove it.” -
ReadI Am Made of Fatalities and Rainbow Roads
“In these video games, there were victories and meaningless losses. I had something I didn’t have to be good at.” -
ReadOn Fiestaware, Ashes, and Dancing Again
“I can’t separate my experience of being raised by gay people from my experience of being raised by people who watched a lot of their friends die young.” -
ReadTip of the Tongue, Teeth and the Lips
“Our plan had been to wait until the next time we visited to tell them we would be moving in together, but I also had my own discreet plan.” -
ReadA Young Woman’s Guide to Self-Deportation
Wait a year, or two, or ten. Or maybe you’ll wait two decades — squeezing through the cracks in eVerify and RealID until the bureaucratic walls grow too high and you must go under. -
ReadHoly Land, Holy Life
On October 10th, 2023, I rediscover a keffiyeh — a traditional Palestinian scarf — while unpacking boxes in my new apartment in Seattle. -
ReadNot Vanishing
It’s Monday morning, April 2020, and I am trying to see if my dad has had a stroke from 800 miles away. -
ReadPortrait of My Body in the Land of X
In the photos taken before I wore it, the gown hangs from a grape arbor. -
ReadThe Art of Waiting
1. Start with a name / By the end of this pamphlet, you will be able to practice the art of waiting in three simple steps. -
ReadAt the Cut
The American dentist who shot Cecil the Lion once said, If I had known this animal had a name … I obviously wouldn’t have killed it. -
ReadThe Year of Getting Better
“It’s the year of getting better,” her mother said as she walked into the room. It was Thora’s second hospital stay of the year.
