December 14th, 2017 | by Juniper Fitzgerald
A girl grows into a woman and learns that she is a clone of her mother. Mammals can do this,
October 9th, 2017 | by Juniper Fitzgerald
Redacted], My dearest child. When my belly swelled with your imminence, I collected every queer children’s book I could get
May 5th, 2017 | by Juniper Fitzgerald
Time moves through skin, makes wrinkles and waves. Where there is time there is the removal of entire parts, the removal of
June 20th, 2016 | by Juniper Fitzgerald
I know you’ve seen her—shoulders hunched, toes pigeoned, and head hung low, she is the most docile and unassuming kind
March 12th, 2015 | by Juniper Fitzgerald
I belong to a class of people known only as whores. Our shadows pour over nighttime cobblestone, our lives exist