Highlighting recently released and forthcoming works by marginalized creators One Impossible Step by Orides Fontela (translated by Chris Daniels) In her lifetime, Orides Fontela resisted all labels, all attempts to situate her work in a particular movement, school, tendency, or tradition. Here, in her first ever English-language collection, Fontela’s poetry continues to defy easy categorization. […]
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Anthropocene is currently accepting free poetry submissions during the month of December. Send 1-3 unpublished poems and a bio of no more than 50 words as one document to anthropocenepoetry@gmail.com. Deadline: 12/31. Feminist Press is accepting full-length book manuscripts. Submit a synopsis of your work, a brief explanation of why it is a good fit […]
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It’s cold without you and I’d rather you left me rawcurl against you I’ll try not to scream watching you smile as you rip away my skinI think it’s nice it’s really hell I start to dread being aloneevery second without you A BLESSING I say I want you gone from my lifeAfter you kiss me I am a hollowed-out shellI smile through […]
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Jessica Hsu is an undergraduate student at the University of Michigan, where her poems have won Hopwood awards. Their writing has been published or is forthcoming in VIBE, Passengers Journal, HAD, and others.
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i wore my early days warm as bearskin, spinning out and into the sea. i told her that i wouldnever fall in love and she said just you wait, sweetheart, and guess what? i entered every room through the crack below the door, i licked clean plates to markthem mine, soft as i could, hated […]
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I thought a lot about trees while reading john compton’s latest chapbook. Radiohead’s “Fake Plastic Trees” was running through my head, but in the style of the soundtrack for Hereditary. Visions of arboreal shadows and sapling harbingers and brittle bark crumbling between blood filled my mind and ran like roots against my jaw. i use […]
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I. When your ex-boyfriend asks you to bake his wedding cake, say yes. It’s not about the money, although he will offer you a heaping mound of cash. He will spot you through the frosted storefront windows. Don’t make eye contact until you hear the door open. Pretend not to see him even though he […]
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Nearly halfway to 14 and I’ve slept with more men than my parents Pat and Steve would ever care to count. I know them by their names in my head, where the safety I can sometimes make happen looks like a sort of glow: outside, they have to be the Mom and Dad who get […]
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Kirsten Smith is a photographer, writer, and travel addict who lives and works in San Francisco. Her work has appeared in (or will soon appear in) SPANK the CARP, Esoterica Magazine, JAKE the Magazine, and Cosmic Daffodil. Check her out on Instagram @the_wallflower_wanderer and Twitter @Kirsten_Wanders.
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VAGABOND CITY 