By Avra Margariti The first rule of sex doll club is, you get used to getting used. The second rule is, you will be forgotten by your human before your super-realistic, horsehair-eyelash, colored-glass eyes can blink. And blink we did. Here in the storage closet: slumped, folded, no longer expected to perform. The darkness a [...]
By Emily Mardelle I cut my hair off because my father would slide his hands over my stomach and tell me how fat I was getting and I I think sometimes I want to make a woman king so the moon can finally avenge the girls in the nighttime imagine her thick hair long and [...]
By Lizz Schumer Femme is an act of war Living in this body performance art Like daring to walk down the street. (Does my topknot offend you?) Keeping men’s words out of my head (Hey baby, smile for me) To make room for my own. Lipstick and lace body-armored My skin is a weapon in [...]
