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Anarchy

I am anarchy in your pacifist bed I am your guilt your foolish fear love your unsated lust I am your revolution filthy riches your poverty...

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MARGARET

Within her green garden; an hedged veranda filled with buckets of lilies, sweet herb pockets, a sunburnt chandelier dimming in the breeze...

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If I Was Your Child    

Would you cover me in a coat of armor So my blood didn’t weep If I was your child Would you shield me from the dark The boogeyman...

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GIRL-6

She finds her resolve upstairs, in a built-in cupboard in her bedroom, a cool black nook between eaves. She empties the house of herself,...

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Previvor

Where do these women go when they die, these Women who are like me like how I used to be before I became rooted in stinkless rock?...

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Shulie

When I tell you that she is a fireball, I mean to say that she fears not the charring of cultural silks and rods, burning up oxidized...

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WAR

I can’t keep Them straight in my head anymore- The shootings. The victims. The gunmen. The guns used. Vegas. The hotel. The windows of...

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We DID Overcome

It started with a sea of “Pink Pussy Hats” in cities across the United States. There were nonbelievers. Unsustainable, the right...

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True Murders

When Lin had imagined a murderer’s mistress, she had pictured leopard print and spandex, glittering baubles and high heels. She would...

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Jenny Hates Me

Jenny is a YouTube celebrity with thousands of followers. She’s also my roommate and spends most of her days in a ratty bathrobe, reading...

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Imagination

It was going to happen sooner or later. I couldn’t help it. I let myself imagine he was you. His hand on my hand. His lips on my...

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MOOD

she fears the dark as it consumes her slowly and then all at once trapping her in its never ending quest to seize her mind and bury her...

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When We’re Dead

How long until I forget the sound of your voice- the sunlight seeping in through your bedroom window, you telling me you’d rather talk in...

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Black Swan

I dance darkness madness insanity and fright devour calm the still the quiet the nice dread grins stoned eyes lake of lies awake while...

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Conform

I’m talking but no one is listening. Words pour out of my mouth Real words, actual words, fully formed assertive words But no one is...

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On Anons

What is a man? —immortal thing blooming legs in his rood cutout wood, her sweet cawtree limb combing the cool cucumber strands of breeze...

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Letters I Wrote to Muriel Rukeyser During My Title IX Investigation

“Speak to me. / Take my hand. / What are you now? / I will tell you all. / I will conceal nothing.”   When I was three I broke my...

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Women Rising

I am not a political person; I am however a people person. I grew up in a middle-class home where morality, decency, and integrity were...

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Serpent

He slithered up next me, a snake looking for something to squeeze and I thought I would choke on the overwhelming odor of his lechery. He...

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This Ain’t No Crisis

Screw midlife crisis. This isn’t a crisis. It’s the furthest thing from. It’s enlightenment. A goddamn renaissance. A beautiful...

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Social Media “Blackout” Proves Women Will not be Silenced

“Tomorrow, female blackout…” A writer friend sent the missive Saturday evening. The next day, women were to change their Facebook...

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Fear

We have a common enemy. It is faceless. Animal. Instinctual. It’s been hired, like a hitman, by those who know it’s power. It disguises...

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Putting the Fun in My Funeral

However awkward, my wife Allison holds both the lunacy and the skillset to break laws of etiquette – especially when it comes to putting...

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Forever Love

dawn’s morning light heavy dew sparkling on fields made of glass carrying my babies safe in the womb a gentle caress from my...

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Hummingbird Burial

We find it too late. Its beak, a delicate sword, stuck in our patio screen. It should be buzzing, vibrating. Searching for the sweetest sip...

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Openhearted

Oh, precious heart You don’t fool me The soul is ethereal and the eternal optimist Limitless in its devotion Funny how much it can...

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