On Toxic Masculinity | Three Poems from OnBecoming
While perhaps not obvious, one consistent thread running through OnBecoming is my coming to terms with the reality that the patriarchy is not men, the masculine in men, the masculine…
n., /hō/kēs/ Armenian for "my soul."
While perhaps not obvious, one consistent thread running through OnBecoming is my coming to terms with the reality that the patriarchy is not men, the masculine in men, the masculine…
“…weaving a mystical tapestry of self-creation that is celestial and universal…”
the self-soothing white stickywe wipe our hands of only to dry, so we may peel itoff in one long strip, revealingour uniquely ugly palm. Sunday schooled, white washedhodgepodged coated strips ofthat…
The neighboorhood I lived in had perfectly cut grass and clumps of flowers, A rapist lived next door. A rapist lived around the corner. My mother required I be nice to…
Solidarity in my pill box Five meds each day Should I test fate/ith again? go from five to zero in one second flat? go off the guard rail along the mountaintop…
at the bottom end of the mouth tubesphincter held in place.like an ancient book of rules forthe white cotton masters, this puppeteer,once again …
Mirrored reflection theirs of then’s destruction Mothers of Earth quake. Tears fill, salt redeems common landscape, or the fault is Ours. Photo by Ivana Cajina on Unsplash