Writing is an act of resistance
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24-Hour Relevance
By Larry D. Thacker You’ve got twenty-four hours to wring out the story. Maybe not that even. Something shinier could surface out of that early morning Twitter abyss, from so deep and lightless the thing might be unrecognizable but for its stench of current interest, eyeless, translucent hide capable of handling the depth pressures that…
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I Sing What I’ve Seen
By M.A. Durand I sing of chickens being eaten. Every. Single. One. In the rooms. Someone paid. The price high. The bodies cheap. I sob you do not want to be there. What I sing is what I have heard and seen. My eyes and ears are old they see and hear young Black bodies…
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Hysteria
By Daryl Sznyter in the 1800s we were banned from riding trains because it was thought our uteruses would fly away as though that should scare us as though some small part of us didn’t want that all along as though our wombs weren’t tiny saucers from the beginning of…
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Feeding the Fire of Winter Solstice
By Cate Gable One stick one stick one match one fist of newsprint and the future is set into flames. Passion and idiocy are alight in the trees, the possums are playing dead, civil traditions melt. Our bones are reversing themselves one flake at a time, and the temple of our beloveds has long been…
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Heads on the Chopping Block
Kit-Bacon Gressitt, Poetry, sexual assault survivor, Kavanaugh confirmation vote, Trump mocks Kavanaugh accuserBy Kit-Bacon Gressitt Donald Trump, Brett Kavanaugh, Mitch McConnell, Chuck Grassley, Lindsey Graham and all other D.C. misogynists: Beware. You think Medusa was a monster? Politics hath no fury like a sexual assault survivor scorned mocked, belittled, lied about, ignored. Our rage is beautiful and terrifying. Our votes will turn you not to stone but…
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Breitmark News
By Mark Ozeroff Breitmark News 1/24/17 President Trump has officially declared the day of his inauguration a national holiday, filing the paperwork on Monday. The proclamation read: “Now, therefore, I, Donald J. Trump, president of the United States of America, by virtue of the authority vested in me by the Constitution and the laws…
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If I Could Write a Political Poem, It Would Say
By J. David Cummings Are we fast becoming Nazi Germany? Tune in, not tomorrow, but later today. Let me confess to you my naïveté: I thought the good among us were many. Now I fear we stumble, prayer-like, as if to our last breath: O, Dark Angel, afflict him who is the Anti-Savior. Everyone…
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Storm Front
By Judith Skillman Artist Statement In “Storm Front,” oil and cold wax on canvas, 12” x 12”, the artist used a rag in equal measure to paint and wax. A paint scraper was employed to etch out the trees at the bottom left. Nature provides solace during times of affliction, whether that affliction be…
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Deaths of Canaries
By Katherine D. Perry We were standing together, our fingers loosely grasping each other’s hands, around the planet. Here, in the good ole U.S. of A., we had been looking elsewhere for pain: we didn’t notice when we began to choke from our own smoldering: arrogance and first world privilege let us take our…