Feminism | Posted by Annie T on 03/12/2011
Saturday Vids: “This Is For You”
These three young men were National Youth Poetry Slam finalists. Their willingness to stand up for women is inspiring.
Creative | Posted by Emily B on 11/24/2010
Excerpt from a Fairytale
Girls should have exoskeletons, he told her.
Their ribs could be can openers.
My parents never touched each other enough, she said.
He traced her stomach like a coloring book, stopping
And starting to a thousand imaginary traffic lights.
“Happiness is a cliché,” he told her.
“I want to feel in black and white,” she said.
She wanted her heart to print receipts.
Their menus rest on the table like slain birds.
She garnished her soul like it was a thing to be consumed.
Every human being is waiting, she said,
At the bus stop of someone else’s
soul. wanting to be taken to Paradise.
So stop waiting, he said.
He imagined her soul bobbing away, like a balloon.
She wanted to kill him and press him into the
dictionary …
Creative | Posted by Emily B on 11/19/2010
Faster Tonight
Girls always believe in
things told in whispers. And the
circuits connecting tangential fields of
stars and fingertips holed
in alphabets slip across rained in minds in a circumcision
of pleasure.
I’ve invented you, carved you out of traffic lights
to become beautiful–what kills me is the way birds always
fly south, down, and the way their beaks preclude
the possibility of kissing.
I’ve invented the colors underneath your clothes and
the things you could say under street lamps, erased a thousand illuminated mosquitos
But this isn’t a drawing class and the symmetry of sidewalks
is sketched to be beautiful only to insects.
Let’s say the stars are in your eyes, because
beauty is always imagined, and the lights are too
dim by the mattress anyway. Let’s say the moon …
…
