October 21, 2017

Song of the Melancholy Slut by Alina Pleskova | LitStyle Day 3 | Poetry

When the universe winks, I wink back reflexively As now, “Part-Time Lover” on the taxi radio & my head half out the window grinning at bleached […]
February 26, 2016

A Little Spot to Call Ones Own by Scott Thomas Outlar

My so-called soul is stuffed nonchalantly inside a squared circle My flesh is a box of blood diamonds The truth is a wave of steam that […]
February 2, 2016

Angela Feathers— Entranced by a violinist at a Celtic concert two weeks after being raped, and I am reminded that there is beauty in the world […]
February 2, 2016

San Francisco Sestina— Mrittika Ghosh That night, with mittens to keep us warm, we searched the skies for snowflakes We stained blackberries with our fingertips, dipped […]