Poetry: For Maggie 'O Sullivan“this girl is raised on American punk rock bands” you said to me when we first sat down in Pro Humanitate Institute where autumn eluded...
Poetry: Shopping for FeminismFor anything that ails ------ pussy hats, pins of vulvae girl power crop tops, chants of the future as female tale-telling in their...
Poetry: On Forgetting a JacketI am so cold! My memory! Of the islands! Can barely save me! My soul can’t reach around! To warm my skin! Joy only exists in history! I...
Poetry: Ode to SnapchatMy hands reached out from behind the screen and counted her ribs to practice dendrochronology, the art of tree ring dating three times a...