poetry – Page 44 – FEMININE COLLECTIVE

On Anons

October 17, 2018October 17, 2018 Alexandra Meehan

What is a man? —immortal thing blooming legs in his rood cutout wood, her sweet cawtree limb combing the cool cucumber strands of breeze hoping for a thing from her hair, her dirty Earthy hair made for male crow, made for pecking in between lines— Read more

Letters I Wrote to Muriel Rukeyser During My Title IX Investigation

October 17, 2018November 26, 2018 Lydia A. Cyrus

“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 father’s nose with a bat. He said he never had migraines before that day, but now has them frequently. Read more

En Pointe

October 17, 2018October 17, 2018 E. Mason Kaye

The dancer’s feet adapt their shape to whatever position she bends them into, And I am reminded of how clumsy and awkward mine are – In comparison and on their own. The brightness of her spirit would put the sun to shame, Challenge even quasars to defend their astronomical power, Read more

Serpent

October 15, 2018October 15, 2018 Lisa L. Weber

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 was too close, always too close, and I wish he had a rattle to warn me of his presence. He whispered in my ear, Read more

Fear

October 9, 2018May 2, 2025 Anon Feminine Collective

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 itself, hiding among our everyday lives. It can appear as someone you envy sitting too closely, or smiling too sweetly at your lover. It can look Read more

Atrophy

October 9, 2018October 7, 2018 Paakhi Bhatnagar

The gravel in her tongue atrophies along with the rest of her body, lurid and every bite in is just another bite out. There is a road that travels down her throat and each tongue that rides it through feels the sick burn of falling over cold, tiled floors kneeling Read more

On the Women’s March

October 7, 2018October 8, 2018 Z. M. Wise

Honouring the Women’s March on Washington/World January 21, 2017 Winning freedom over the Washington D.C. building tops, every mouth of reason never stops. Happy collision between sidewalk steam and sky tears! Cross over crowds, Chicago, my heroic home! March on, Madison! Safe steps, St. Paul! Words carried away: winged mothers Read more

Forever Love

October 7, 2018March 11, 2019 Julie Anderson

dawn’s morning light heavy dew sparkling on fields made of glass carrying my babies safe in the womb a gentle caress from my husband’s sure hand waiting for twilight to reveal its moon swimming weightless in azure blue watching my children grow strong into their own sensing I love you Read more