Summer 2022

Dear So to Speak readers,

It’s my pleasure to introduce you to our Summer 2022 online issue. We have a stacked line-up this time, including writers and artists from a wide variety of perspectives. I’m glad to say that with this issue, we’ve furthered our mission to present art through an intersectional lens.

Despite the continued challenges of the pandemic, it’s been a big year for So to Speak. In the past year, we hosted our first hybrid reading with phoebe, and we joined forces with Peatsmoke for a virtual reading during AWP. We also launched our Young Writers Initiative, which publishes work from emerging writers ages 13-18 (Check it out on our blog!). We’ve also continued to offer fee-free submissions for Black and indigenous writers, which we believe is a key part of making the literary world more accessible for everyone. Overall, we’ve continued to weather this challenging period while connecting with an ever-broadening community of writers and artists from around the world.

This issue is a testament to our intersectional mission, but it’s more than that: What strikes me about these pieces is that through the political and personal, the topical and the timeless, it all works as art. It can be very challenging to balance meaningful messages with strong craft, but our writers, artists, and editors have pulled it off. These works take on difficult topics, including abortion, gendered violence, and racism, yet they also inspire with their clarity and creativity. It’s often said that the best art is simultaneously singular and universal, and I feel that these writers and artists are great examples of that principle. I’m grateful that they’ve chosen to share their work with us, and that we have the opportunity to share it with you.

I’m also immensely grateful to our editorial team, who’ve proven again and again to be reliable, knowledgeable, and overall brilliant. I was so impressed by the enthusiasm they brought to launching the Young Writers Initiative, attending AWP, and reading submissions. Selecting our final pieces is one of the most challenging parts of creating an issue; it’s a time-intensive and surprisingly emotional process. With that in mind, I’m so thankful for our team’s passion, vision, and good taste. They’ve put together something truly wonderful!

I’d also like to thank you, reader. As our journal continues to grow, know that your views and comments–and yes, retweets–help sustain our work and intersectional mission. In addition to reading, we hope you’ll consider attending one of our live readings (virtually or in person!) or even submitting a piece of your own.

I also encourage you to champion equity and inclusion in your own life. This year has presented immense setbacks: the overturning of Roe v. Wade, mass violence, as well as continued backlash against the intersectional feminist and Me Too movements (among others). These developments may make you feel discouraged and exhausted—that’s natural—but remember that we see you, we appreciate you, and we’re fighting with you. Remember that while human minds can be easily lead astray, especially in troubled times, human hearts are overall good. I think this issue is a testament to that principle, too.


Ivan Moore, Editor-in-Chief

The Word

CW: racial slurs My mother has seven children. The first three are white children from her first marriage. The last three are mixed, Black and


My chest catches tight like a robin’s breast. We all shrink down to a point of unnatural redness sooner or later—one form of bodily betrayal


CW: Death I died five hours ago. I can’t see my body, but I know it’s there, hastily buried under a bundle of branches, doused

When He Defines Me

CW: stalking, abuse predator n. 1a the nondescript sedan appears as a flash of distant movement, brief and benign, in my rear-view mirror; nothing out

The Things She Swallows in Her Sleep

CW: vomit, pica After her first apparent spell of involuntary sleep disruption, he tells her a story about a spider crawling into his mouth. Pulling


CW: mentions of suicidal ideation, descriptions of violence I’d heard from a girl I used to wash dishes with that ranch work was the worst


CW: internalized homophobia I’m twenty-five. Mei Li and I are in a bright white Ikea showroom. Her hair is long and dark brown, streaked with


Melancholia We Are Here Tomislav Šilipetar was born in Zagreb. In 2014 he graduated from the Igor Rončević Painting Department in the Academy of Fine

For the First Time

CW: sexual assault, physical abuse, genital mutilation, violence Woman. Virgin. I chew gum. The number 217 glides across the rectangular neon monitor. Matches the number

Recent Paints by Aluu Prosper

Untitled This Little Light of Mine What Game Changers Look Like    Artist’s Statement:  Afrocentrism and Panafricanism I am a multidisciplinary self-taught visual artist creating

On Growth

When he left, I felt the slow unraveling of relief, the same relief I’ve felt when approaching the broken body of an animal in the

Self Portrait with Mealworm

Mrs. Ripa hands out mealworm larvae for us to parent into darkling beetles. Goldenrod inches, they squirm and climb in clear plastic cups—their inadequate forests.

Border Crossing (1963)

Laurie Bow Kerchee marked the twenty-third big red X on her calendar and was just about to sit down for a good cry when the

The Holy Intersex

Much of the Trans and Intersex community are simultaneously treated as sources of sexual desire and of shame by others. “The Holy Intersex” is a

Caeneus, Revisited

CW: mentions of sexual assault, violence after Michael Bazzett The thing everyone remembers about him is that he was considered a girl at birth and

Parable of the Sower

(Matthew 13:1-23)   Radiation has done its magic for now—my flesh, fallow ground, not hard like winter’s soil,   but barren like earth salted and

vast to me and terribly warm

The bedrooms smelled of cow urine and buttery corn. The shed was a nest for spiders with the faces of children. The sun   a

At the Wall of Infinity

Prayers for Magic   Waiting at the Wall   At the Wall   Asleep at the Wall   Crowman at the Wall   Artist’s Statement:

Beneath the Break

CW: substance abuse We marry under a blue October sky, on a bridge over the Mississippi River. We vow to love, and to be soft.