When did you lose your virginity? ​ At one point being alone scared me. Now my legs open for the thought. How is your relationship
Brooklyn-based artist and filmmaker Christine Stoddard created the following feminist poetry film for Quail Bell Magazine
---------------------------------------------------- Previously Music/FX credits: piano Amir Mofrat; flute Jensmuse; wind
This is a poem that my mother wrote about my brother when he was three weeks old. I feel it captures both a mothers love
"There are circles you remember and circles you forget," begins a prose poem in Bryce Milligan's extraordinary new collection, Take to the Highway: Arabesques for Travelers (West End Press), setting out "patterns beneath patterns" in a lyrical tour de force across interior and exterior landscapes.
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Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee. What I can give you is the freedom to see.
"I felt I needed to do something," she said.
Poets 4 Orlando Imagine Central Park was a vigil for the Pulse victims, as well as anyone who felt victimized, lost, or otherwise distraught by the tragic event. What follows is the poem I wrote and read for a community -- a mix of LGBTQ, POC, and allies -- in mourning.