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“Other. Please Explain.” by A Universal Friend
My gender is peculiar. My gender is the delicious moment of hesitation before the cashier decides to use “sir” or “ma’am”. My gender is...
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Sep 26, 20233 min read
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Notes from the Field (An Archeology of Gender), by Jaclyn Foster
Whenever Chris Pine comes up in conversation, I can barely breathe. Breathlessly, I talk, and talk, and talk about him to people, as if...
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Aug 22, 202310 min read
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our queer love on a Tuesday, by Lavvynder Rose
104 today rest my eyes on a mid-century wine glass. yours fall elsewhere, oven safe-pumpkin orange-dishware the green reminds me of you...
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Feb 23, 20231 min read
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Stranger in the Land, by Ronald M Raynes
He came to me late in the night, Like in a dream, somehow disconnected, I could see his face, the image hovering. There is time between...
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Feb 9, 20231 min read
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To Hear Your Voice, by Ronald M Raynes
All I wanted was to hear your voice, That mild sound of clear water rippling Almost silently amid rounded stones. You washed away the...
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Feb 8, 20231 min read
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I’ve been sitting on this line for five years wishing it was never true, by Lexy Roberts
I can hear the commas in your voice now. Your pausing before you speak As if you're now a writer Measuring stanzas couplets Probably...
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Jan 27, 20231 min read
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Abandoned, by KS
1. My mind thinks of you often, and I wish that it wouldn’t. I began sharing my feelings, but you said you couldn’t. You were my friend...
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Jan 27, 20232 min read
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Longing, by Alma Frances Pellet
The longing to hold the child that I bore and fed at my breast and watched grow into her own young woman who finds the joy in the woman...
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Sep 14, 20221 min read
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Your Sorrow is Not Your Own, by Angela Harger
What can you do when your bone-deep sorrow is turned against you by the very ones who covenanted to mourn with those who mourn? When they...
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Aug 31, 20221 min read
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On Deciding to Stay Lost, by Jaclyn Foster
Zoë stumbled out into the living room, weeping softly. “What’s the matter, sweetie?” I asked, trying to conceal my alarm. “No, they’re...
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Aug 11, 20225 min read
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The Answer to a Question Not Asked, by Alma Frances Pellet
Alma (formerly Frank) is a transgender woman, living the dream of being a stay-at-home-mom while also managing full time work trying to...
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Jul 19, 20223 min read
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Free, by Zoë
i. cover up. you shouldn’t show your knees, your shoulders, or your chest. otherwise, you run the risk of making men uncomfortable. and...
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Jun 7, 20222 min read
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The Shadow, Anon
The shadow follows me everywhere in the form of a black cat. Lonely and desperate. Longing for attention. Sad and miserable. Soulless....
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Jun 7, 20221 min read
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Rainbow Parade, by Sierra Larson
Let your light so shine A light on the hill Lit up in rainbow colors For the world to see All my life I was told it’s a sin To indulge...
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Mar 28, 20221 min read
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Easy Conversations, by Jaclyn Foster
[For the prequel, see this post] Utah, 2018 It was one of our last weeks in married housing south of BYU campus before moving to the...
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Mar 7, 20227 min read
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"house // home," by anonymous
you’re homesick for a place that doesn’t exist— they call this hiraeth, a word which sounds all too pleasant for what it means— for what...
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Jan 18, 20222 min read
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Not All Blood is Sacred, by A. Lux
It is 2 pm and my mind is loud I know only one way to silence it. I tear my skin apart, This skin that fits too tight I run the blade...
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Jan 18, 20221 min read
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Fish, Anon
this is where everyone comes to meet their bird of paradise, the posters say in fine printed blood. you tremble. this is where everyone...
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Sep 13, 20213 min read
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In Remembrance of His Body, Anon
If the church is the body of Christ, Then I am a sliver that the body slowly expelled. I think slivers want to stay in the body. Little...
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Sep 2, 20211 min read
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Five Poems, The Wrong Order by Ari Glass
Poem Number 1: The Wrong Order They messed up my order, I'm not a girl. I must have someone else's body. The fit is all wrong, too tight...
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Aug 31, 20212 min read
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