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By Lindsay Vaughn
Women who are not ready we have our own ways
we take pills lie in our lovers’ beds
curled like blades of grass we wait for the writhing wind
that aches and rocks our slender bodies they whisper
By Rayna Momen
Unprotected sex is a woman in America.
Unprotected sex is a woman in the world.
My body is my temple and will always be
it is not some place where you go to pray
By Sara Brickman
Owosso, Michigan is cinder blocks
stacked on top of potato cellars and steamrolled
grey. There’s a lot of corn,
By Regie Cabico
tell my students i'm gay
By Franny Choi
How'd you get so slice?
Razor pinch all flat-like? All puff
& sting? What's your allergy?
By Jennifer Perrine
Under the surface of this winter lake,
I can still hear him say you're on thin ice
now, my heel grabbed, dragged into the opaque
By Dan Vera
This is what is feared:
that flags do not nourish the blood,
that history is not glorious or truthful.
By Ching-In Chen
The teacher straightbacked,
faced me off, her eyes.
My face in the cleave of
her shoulder, my bones
By Dan Vera
Thurgood whispers in Sonia's ears
You know they said the same things about me?
Master two languages, graduate at the top
By Jan Beatty
My friend Lou
used to walk up to strangers
and tip them - no, really -