Breasts: A Graphic Essay
By Visual Art Issue 119
In Sicily, they bake Mini di Virginia, little pink cakes with cherries for nipples, to honor her saint’s day.
Read MoreEve
By Poetry Issue 112
The first pregnancy: “my belly growing big, for what? / no one can tell me what’s going on. / nausea I don’t understand, weeping / for hormones with no name.
Read MoreIt wasn’t
By Poetry Issue 104
It wasn’t a death exactly, though I’ve been
undone by deaths the same way.
Dark Talent
By Poetry Issue 93
The Piano, Jane Campion (1993) This, the ocean’s rustled babble— was it the first sound the first woman heard as she was cut out of another body’s desire, wet and sand-soaked as a shell pried out from the shore? How could it not have been thus— like now with you, expected one, shuttered in,…
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