Author: Chelsea Harris

This Could Have Happened to You

We were outside an antiques and oddities shop, somewhere in New Hampshire, when I said, Look, it’s not my fault, it never was my fault

How it Goes

It would be nice, all these years later, for her to write down how it got to this point. But on her page, there are

The Contact Imperative

She emerges wearing a welder’s mask (I try not to stare) because the blood will splatter under her electric drill—a Black & Decker used to

4 Poems

The kind of thing I see in movies/memories when there are dark basements involved. He sat on the small of her back, cupped her chin

3 Poems

Some Guidelines for Women After Tomas and Pilar Andres   Below are some don’ts for women to avoid getting into “trouble”*:   A woman should

The Healing

When the half-moon, past a half night bent its light on the red-brown building,the misery, it quickened, the despair, it doubled, grim thoughts like fiends

Traveling Alone

When Patrice Hughes turned forty, her gift to herself was a week in Paris, alone. It was the Eighties, when the married women she knew

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