Once upon a time, there was a woman who wished she could do something wonderful, like spin straw into gold. She visited the neighborhood witch, and offered her firstborn child in exchange for the talent. Grimfeasance agreed. (She was an…
Creative Writing
The Closet
“I’m uncomfortable around you” you say but I don’t live to make you comfortable, I don’t live to be your gay best friend, I don’t live to be the animated embodiment of all trans people of color, I don’t…
The Knight and the Yellow Rose
“Have you ever heard of a red rose?” The lady frowned and said, “I have, but they are extraordinarily rare – some think they do not exist.” “But they do? They aren’t a myth?” the knight said, full of hope.…
Content Warning: Sexual Assault, Incest
Graphic by Sarah Jensen Because I was Raped By My Father I’ve seen old age found its first suggestion in my face like so many women who were women too soon, women who were beautiful at the wrong…
Perfume (Part I)
Graphic by Shay Suban This is the way the story ends: Two girls, curled up together on a bed under black covers, eyes closed against the dim light reflecting off painted black walls. Smudges of pink lipstick kisses glow…
What You Don’t Know
Graphic by Shay Suban You’re not the girl of my dreams. You’re the girl of my just-before-falling-asleep, the girl of my trying thoughts on for size, the girl of my fingers resting carefully at the top of my leg and…
Late Night Thoughts
Illustration by Sarah Jensen It’s a silent, exhausted kind of happy. The drunken current in your head making everything too dim to hear The clarity when you look up at her, the simplicity of “here she is, I love her.”…
Calculations
graphic by Liana Kindler Here we go, counting the lines between the words and how the syllables fit together. Maybe if I can figure out this puzzle I’ll know what to do about you. There had to be some reason…
Grace
Original Sonnet and Illustration by Sarah Jensen One night while I was sound asleep in bed Your grace and kindness slipped into my dream, And though these thoughts of you so pain my head, I know my love…
Tomorrow
Original poem and illustration by Sarah Jensen Tomorrow and tomorrow and Tomorrow I tell her I love her. Well, she already knew that. She’s said it before to me. Tomorrow we find out how much our meanings of the phrase…