When teeth are pulled up, it feels like losing part of your narrative. For me, getting mine removed was a catharsis, a final goodbye to the part of me that felt trapped by circumstance, haunted by the past.
Read More
“This half-world felt like a room of mirrors, where I saw reflections of myself everywhere, but only when I stepped inside it. These poems acted like a count-down to my break-up and reawakening to my queerness. I began to see my love of women everywhere, even in objects and places that weren’t explicitly ‘female.’”
Read More
“As a young witch, I remember being skeptical about what crystals could do for me. But I quickly learned that magic doesn’t just happen; you have to believe in it.”
Read More
“Women's desire for one another is still characterized as a girlish and feverish drive thought to wear itself out by adulthood. America's patriarchal and homophobic lens simultaneously hyper-sexualizes the physical connection between lesbians while dismissing their capacity for love.”
Read More