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At Least For Now

January 29th, 2020 | by Melissa Chandler

I forget I was once a person who could sit with nothing but words for hours, rearranging them, creating something where before was only blank space. Now I’ve helped create you, and it feels as if we’ve been walking together in a deep wood.


99 Problems

In My Defense

November 19th, 2019 | by Odeta Xheka

The creator in me keeps a purposefully irregular schedule, craves solitude, must fade out of reach in order to work. The mother, the daughter, the wife doesn’t have a minute to herself



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  • “I was two years past my last period and in early menopause, thirty-four years old and recently divorced. Learning I was unable to conceive had thrown me into a state of despair. Now, with the world split open, alone in a pitch-black room with bloody feet, I knew I needed to act.” “My parents adopted me. At three months old, they chose and adopted a baby girl called April and named her Alexandria. He and Mama named me after him, his middle name being Alexander. I don’t remember the exact moment they told me they adopted me, but I must’ve been little because it feels as though I’ve always known.” #comics #loss #mothersanddaughters “Queers have the privilege of putting ourselves together; we do not come prepackaged. My gender does not rely on the external narratives we tell about men. If my masculinity is a form of political protest, so is my femininity. Those dykes who took me under their butch wings at seventeen taught me that softness and strength are not in opposition. It’s a lesson that has served me well in fatherhood.” #birth #dads #grief #fathersday #comics #art #poetry #newborns #sleep “Communicating desire and boundaries during a sexual encounter is a varsity-level skill. Today’s sex educators advocate for clear, enthusiastic, continuous consent, and I think I believe in that ideal. But this concept wasn’t imaginable when I was in high school. I was mute for so much of my early sex life, I feel unqualified to teach my girls how to navigate theirs.” #gunviolence #poetry #fear

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