The house was quiet and the world / Greased my palm / The air outside a weighted blanket / Scarab shells rising with the pitch of their hiss / In the shadow of a bodacious oak / I thought of a famous actor
A poetry collection on the violence of knowledge, sexual awakening, and encounters through Baba Yaga’s forest.
Sick and smelly / I dip my finger into my belly button / and it seems to go forever // Not a shallow cup this is just / AttemptS just attempts to remember / what it was like to be pastel
Reimagining the human body.
The poet on confronting societal limitations about the body, navigating the language of fatness, and celebrating friendships that embrace the joy of food.
The poet on the power of naming, the freedom of writing, and when to carry and let go of grief.
“I love titles that sound good in the mouth.”
Lying on the couch all day glass of water a highly disgusting smoothie four coloring books, / a myriad of psychiatric and “anti-inflammatory” medication / anti-inflammatory Jewish history books / anti-inflammatory pretzel sticks / anti-inflammatory medicinal cannabis
Embracing divine identity through photographic portraiture.
the birdcage is gasproof I have an important message for you the birds are wired /
peace is blind as teargas love your lungs will not collapse but swell
“The blood of the thing is the truth of the thing.”
Confronting the legacy of J. Marion Sims.
The body as social sculpture.
“Our bodies are graveyards of cells, the source of art, inherently finite, constantly decaying.”
From the Pentecostal churches of his youth to ’80s underground Goth punk and queer clubs to museums around the world, an iconic performance artist tells his story.
This guide is for women who feel that they will soon be engaged in a new revolution to overthrow the soul-crushing social codes that govern their sexual, professional, and familial lives.
As Anna K.E. explains it, first a picture comes to her, then she completes the action.
To write about Naufus Ramírez-Figueroa is a difficult task.