Crime. It’s a word that evokes a panicky defensive reaction. Your senses heighten a bit, looking for a threat. But what happens when your very existence is deemed criminal?
I first knew I was transgender when I was five.
A little girl from the neighborhood and I were playing … view
Use every idle moment,
your sleeping and waking thoughts.
Imagine what it will be like.
Rehearse it in your mind.
Even when it’s behind your eyes,
don’t look away.
Breathe deeply with your gut.
Silent your heart with hate.
Hold … view
Think of several billion individuals as distinct hairs on one head spontaneously falling into a perfect beehive hairdo and staying that way over time without spraying or combing and you get the big picture Charlie sees when he tries to imagine what Sheriff Joe Bob Stone of Pickens County, … view
Amber Nicole Brooks
The year was 1945. The young Victoria woke before Jeffrey. Daylight created only a thin outline around the edges of the vermilion brocade curtains, which meant she sometimes slept far later than she intended. The second story of the house was dark despite its vastness. The curtains … view
I was sure she was pissed off, but I thought I could, maybe, let it ride and she would forget all about it. Her text to me after I got out of AP English that afternoon proved that she was pissed pretty bad and my chances of letting … view
the tumor mysteriously appears,
an uninvited guest in the manor
of the skull.
it blends among the residents, invisibly
stretching into the inner tissue,
forming its own passageways, as
though it were natural, and
and that’s when the
firelike headaches … view
Some of my dreams recur. This recurrence is not random but linked to events in my life at a given period of time. I will not have a particular dream for years and then this dream will recur. The recurrence is not always exact but individual iterations are always close … view
i will never run on flat feet
Anna Karina is kissing some boy.
colors tint and
all throughout I hear the sounds of typing.
strips of transparent film
and collapsing dialog expose
the absence of the director.
feeling the shock of the air.
cardigans—fuzzy orange … view