So to Speak Summer 2018 Issue

art + writing by: Diana Zipeto, Shannon Flaherty, Jacqueline Doyle, Claudia Lundahl, Natalia Conte, Christina Bartson, Maureen Ott, Dayna Patterson, stephanie roberts, Sneha Subramanian Kanta, Isabella Marie Garcia, Angelique Zobitz, Susanna Lang

Letter from the Editor

Alexandria Petrassi

Letter from the Editor

Letter from the Editor

Alexandria Petrassi

Dear Readers of So to Speak,

Welcome to yet another fantastic online issue, featuring visual art, poetry, fiction, and nonfiction that emphasizes a particular intersection. The pieces in this issue all represent a unique voice in feminism, and they share perspectives on everything from plural marriages in Mormonism, to disordered eating and self-image distortion, to new twists on myth and historical anecdote. The voices in this issue are interested in …

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Art

Diana Zipeto

In The Folds

In The Folds

Diana Zipeto

Artist’s Statement

My still life portraits investigate issues of women’s empowerment and changing identity. Starting with paper photographs of women, I fold, tear, and crumple the images to give them a new 3rd dimension, communicating both disruption and resilience. I make large paintings of the fragile paper constructions to fix transitional moments in a solid form.

As an American female raised in the 1980s and 90s, I …

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Fiction

Bloom

Claudia Lundahl

It has been three years.

She knows she is not dying.

She is freeing herself from the confines of being human, from dragging around the weight of this burdensome skeletal mess.

The first time it happened, she was fourteen years old. Afterward, she stood in front of the mirror, unclothed, staring at herself. She was in the small bathroom on the top floor of her parents’ house, the …

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Nonfiction

Christina Bartson

The Tyranny of the Mirror

Christina Bartson

It’s 9:00 AM on a Monday morning in the Village. I’m on the fifth floor of Joffrey studios and I’m standing at the barre. My left hand just touches the wood railing and my right foot is extended in front of my nose. Stravinsky’s Les Cinq Doigts moderato spills from the grand piano at the front of the studio and I’m acutely focused on counting …

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Poetry

What Good Is It To Touch A Wound

Sneha Subramanian Kanta

if you do not know how to
without emptying it of anxious colors
          we are all rotten with choice

but photosynthesis
is for plants
the wound produces a rainbow
of its own accord.

don’t fall
          graze
over a slope that un-yeilds –

          nothing is isolated
in this ecosystem
plant, animal, ether, protein

translate this in another language
you know nothing of and then
touch its words …

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blog

by Christine M. Hopkins

violation | Christine M. Hopkins

violation | Christine M. Hopkins

by Christine M. Hopkins

you almost forgot that
after it happens, friends
abandon you all at once without
a word

everyone at the same time
is too busy or
not equipped or
dealing with their own shit and
you respect their reasons but
they come at such a frequency in
such an overwhelming
exodus from your life it’s like
they were all waiting together with
bated breath, refreshing their screens
for something to push them over
and out and
this is it

so you sit in …

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by Bonnie Billet

I

I’ve had to slap scream and shove my way to NO | Bonnie Billet

by Bonnie Billet

my step mother said she’d feel nothing
if she were raped     her daughters
turned away from her    my mother
said something terrible happened to her
but when we came to listen    she said nothing
my french teacher asked me
how short my skirt was
when I told her
I was attacked

I’ve had to slap
scream and shove my way
to No
I was pushed against a wall
by French school boys    three times …

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