Anger is loaded with information and energy. Audre Lorde Dear reader, This issue seeks to perform a chromatography of anger, showcasing its intersections with other emotions and social dispositions. We attempt to defend & redefine anger that may otherwise be shunned/stunted in “polite” society. How often must we restrain our rage to accommodate the “legitimate”…
Category: Issue Fifteen
Reyaz
Yasmin Adele Majeed The gallery was across the street from Seward Park, on a corner of Canal Street that once housed a Chinese bakery Reyaz used to go to on afternoons in high school after his weekly game of pick-up. Now, the block had been taken over by dive bars and small, fashionable shops that…
seethe
Lesley Younge The rage shows up as four glasses of wine a night,a brief and disastrous affair, fifty unshakeable pounds,or a fender bender while texting furiously, injury heaped upon the insult of living life within a cage of our own making.Big girls don’t cry (except on the toilet) and they don’t say ‘fuck this’ while…
i don’t know how to be poz
AJ Romriell so i’ll consider the socket on the wall instead,the socket & the fork in my hand, consider jabbing the metal inside—my head—his head—can i call it a mercy killing if everyone else makes it out alive? he made himself a ghosta week after he killed me, after he’d sworn he’d break me in…
I am Trying to Paint my Daughter
Lindsay Adkins with watercolors.Nurse Dawn asks if I paintand no, I do not but you have designated 2 pm as arts and crafts time, Dawn,so yes, I am saying yesand I am trying to paintmy daughter from memory, since you do not allow phones up hereand I can’t look at the picture of her I…
I Call on Memory
Daniella Toosie-Watson Just when I almost have youin my mind’s eye, you are a crane in the water at the park behind my grandmother’s apartment where I was going to tell you, I love you, in my new blue dress I bought because I thought you’d like it. Once—that good night—you touched me with your…
Am I Woman?
—An argument in the Twitter Comments Rickey Laurentiis But “I make no sense,” or made, according to the Man.But his typo made it Jade. I jack no menses. I sack no genius.I gat no business, according the man, in thisGender masquerade, accordingingly, I’m in.I lack no decency. I wade no tact. I spareNo day these…
Rape Poem
Rickey Laurentiis The Night was Specific.I was almost Raped. Once. It was DarkRoom Only. It wasn’t Murder. It wasInterruption. I was on the Crying room Floor.Make poem. O was I so Owed this, too, this tense of a Girlhood scorned?Rape Poem. Everything slowed. Yes.Make poem. Everything Took up withA brief Light, then went Down Black…
feed
Adam Ahmed In Gaza Palestinian crowds clamor for flour drone footage shows the scenegrowing violent as aid trucks arrive from this angle the starved resemble ants swarming around a stray crumb At the briefing the press secretary smiles between somber expressions as he fields questions about the crisis says terrible tragedy and right to defend…
in place of a beginning
Ali Murat Gali UNDEVELOP ME!ask the mountains for my name,sit as if a boulder defining patience; what keeps on falling? what stretches on as if smoke?these houses as the bones of a valleythis plane that falls off its bosom;arrival, is a sedimenting. blood could not yet dry and the river rests brown,thirst of the majesty,…