THE AFTERLIFE, PART 3: THE VOICE HAVING BEEN ALL CONSUMED
Is it that poets can relate to—or, more accurately, aspire to be—a creature that spends most of its life underground, only to emerge—with weeks left to go in its life—to climb a tree, shed its robes, and fly away to sing through its membranes?
THE AFTERLIFE, PART 2: THOSE WHICH ARE OF FORGOTTEN SOURCES
But if the recurring dreams—or nightmares—begin when one is very young, too young to have lived into the possibility of resolution, then could it be said that recurring dreams are indications of unresolved conflicts in someone else’s life?
THE AFTERLIFE, PART 1: WE TAKE TURNS SAYING HOW WE ARE
Would it be blasphemous to say or suggest that there is, sometimes, something almost ancestral not only about the people in our lives from whom we are separated and held at a distance, but about the distance itself?
Muriel Rukeyser as Major Figure: Imaginative Poetics as Praxis
an essay on Muriel Rukeyser
A Brief History of Women at Sea & On Subs
An excerpt from Khadijah Queen's memoir, Not Anyone's Hero
Listening with our Tongues
We’ve been asking ourselves and others for years: what would it look like, sound like, feel like, taste like—which histories would be uncovered, licked into visibility—if we were to listen with our tongues?