By Keith Burton i was stretching my legs on the littoralgiving names to the shapes of the cloudsthat swam across the lake’s reflectionwhen trouble came crawling on eight legs. help me across he asked with a period. i knew better; i had an owl’s acuity.no can do, i know you…
By: Adir E. Golan Maery MacTauthenach followed the fading footprints that stained the snow crimson. With each step the snow revealed a deeper, darker imprint. Bleeding. Maery padded faster. Whoever was injured had to be close, the dulled prints had changed from boots to narrow stretches of furrows. Crunching snow…
by Amelia Mason Found Poem taken from #YesAllWomen tweets – (Trigger warning: Deals with themes of assault and rape) Victim Gets Revenge on Rapist by Setting Him on Fire. Well, he was sorta asking for it, dressing in such flammable clothing. 1 in 5 women experience rape or assault….