The Buddha Walks A Mile By Luisa A. Igloria

The Buddha Walks A Mile By Luisa A. Igloria in her shoes at the local community college for Women’s History Month. With the other men who signed up for the event, he rummages through boxes of women’s shoes looking for a pair that will fit. You want socks with those, bro? asks the office assistant, […]

Colors Of The Night By Chris’Nell

Colors Of The Night By Chris’Nell I found myself fracturing beneath his fists, Beauty beaten in hues of blue, purple and black, Like clouded midnight skies, full of rain. My eyes becoming pools of stars, Glistening with secrets of pain, Shining dully into the darkness of our nights. Saturated with his snide, stingy, cruel colors, […]

Stockholm Syndrome By Riley Larkin

Stockholm Syndrome By Riley Larkin Chest tube leaking blood from the side of my breast Alone and uncertain in a pale blue hospital dress He told me he loves me With a closed fist that felt like a loaded gun cracking two ribs that must have argued with my lung sign this waver We’re running […]

Pioneers, First Women In Construction By Susan Eisenberg

Pioneers, First Women In Construction By Susan Eisenberg Her sister was shot, and hers found bludgeoned dead in her car trunk; her mother was alcoholic, and hers a suicide; her daughter killed by an uncle, and hers stayed alive thanks to prison. Before the term, date-raped, she was. Before domestic violence, love punched her face. […]

Blue (Cw R*pe, Violence.) By Effie Rose

Blue (Cw R*pe, Violence.) By Effie Rose The night sky is blue. Amaranthine – endless The mosaic trail left upon my satin skin. The tinge caressing my eyes, Which have seen The devil himself And yet dare not expose the azure brutality Enveloped in your venomous cradle. The waves are blue. An exhausting struggle I […]

Lincoln’s Abuse Poem By Anonymous

Lincoln’s Abuse Poem By Anonymous I just want to escape! I feel so down! I try to reach out for help but no one is there! No one wants to know about me and how I feel! There are no services for men like me! We are so alone with no support available to us! […]

Domestic Violence By Iliana Rocha

Domestic Violence By Iliana Rocha Morning dragonflies tricked by the sliding glassdoor, scattered on the porch like cigarettes torn in half,& a horse in watercolor, its joints light blue circles.Golf carts zoom over the green breastsof the hills. I slept on my hands,flat pillows filled with a puzzle of tiny bones. Loneliness’s gray blanket, last night’s […]