Magic runs through her veins by Ayisha Ahmed

To the kind lady who told my dad that I am a pleasure to be aroundAnd the familiar girls who pick me up from the groundWhen I’m feeling lowBut mostly to the goddesses that help me to grow To the friends that drag me out when I am sadAnd that one who...

Dobok by J. Alexandria

Dobok Cheap, creased cotton. White faded grey over years, its loose embrace greets me like an old friend. Crinkling cloth, zip’s rasp music to my ears. A strip of black, with my rank on the end. Balanced on the grubby floor. As one we bend, chamber...

Helena by Stephen McGowan

Helena (Inspired by the pictures of Ukraine Civilian Helena, bloody but unbowed. Credit toAFP) We both slept in the comfort of our dreams and woke to base uncertainty.But I have distance, refreshing newsfeeds from afar,You have the intimacy of a...

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