Category: Spring 2016

Darling Daughter

[T]ell them, dear child, of the female narrative not born
of temptation & sin but of the blood of your blood singing out.

Discount

I frame you like a museumed artifact, safe from thievery and me.

Dear broken bread.
Dear broken skull.
Dear Thanksgiving.

Bravado

It’s good to be incendiary, lit up,
Sparked heel to crown.

Three Poems

Generations are contained
in her wrist bones, in whether she can
constrain the nature of the bird.

Badlands / The Lakehouse

You’re tempted to find God in every abandoned landscape:
twist of black road snaking through dry grass, shroud
of white hotel cotton, blank heaven that cannot conjure
cloud.

Three Poems

Today
I got my legs waxed. I needed someone
to hurt me a little.

Artist Feature: Milana Braslavsky

I work with domestic settings and distorted figuration, and the characters in my photographs transform themselves using basic materials including purses, pillows and their own

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