She can only stand to see me for my feathers
Tag: Riggio Writing & Democracy Honors Program
Acquired Taste
Learn to love our shallow home
The Effect of a Butterfly
The viscous orange sky folded like origami
Small Potatoes
Potatoes have no interest in being part of the Art world.
The MET Museum Line Will Not Sanctify You
It is simply part of you. Inside and outside.
Would You Like to Keep the Strips?
This isn’t about shame. It’s about how little space there is between empowerment and survival–and how blurry the line gets when you’re trying to live with dignity.
Letter from a Faculty Advisor
I believe in 12th Street because it offers opportunities for empathy and community, while functioning as a digital creative stage. The publishing process brings people and ideas together and ultimately benefits everyone involved.
Norwegian Concepts
This feeling is called Yalmståd by the Norwegian people. There is no English equivalent. Even calling it a “feeling” does it a disservice; it is both a way of seeing and of being. All we can say is thank God; as the American dialect seems increasingly interpretive, movements like Yalmståd give us the means of understanding our world.
I Bought a Rug
Recently, I looked around my room and thought, if I were to die inexplicably in my sleep, I would be surrounded by nothing.
Unbecoming Homeless
Who cares about which direction the stocks are headed when you don’t know where you and your family will be sleeping tonight?
Cecilia Gentili’s Legacy, Southern Transness, and the Reclamation of Sainthood
Above all, Cecilia embodied the spirit of a saint, transcending the boundaries of convention and challenging sanctimony as a trans sex worker of color.
20 Seasons of American Dad
American Dad! has maintained significant popularity and raised the bar for syndicated adult animation by having the greatest thing a sitcom can have: an impeccable cast of characters.
Down South
Driving gingerly driving motherly.
Hope for Rain
It is summer and all my friends are dying.
Pixelated
I was 15 in North Myrtle Beach,
skateboarding towards 420 World
under the stale haze of old billboards and tattered confederate flags. Big Mike worked there,
and it’s where the porn was.
Palestinian Liberation is Jewish Liberation
Is Los Angeles not already the Holy Land? And what about New York? We were never a country. The diaspora goes too deep. Let us free back into the diaspora again.
Last Call
You motion for another martini and down it quickly. What number is that? Three? Five? Why hasn’t He noticed you yet? You’re drunk but not yet sloppy. You’ll leave before that happens. Catch a cab, stumble up the stairs to your fourth-floor walk up. You pick up your cell and your fingers move slowly but you put a note in your phone with the name of the bar you’re at—sober you will appreciate the breadcrumbs.
Interview with Christopher X. Shade
Shade talks with poetry editor Max Hamilton about confronting grief through meditation and writing.
April 28, 2017 6 PM Barnes and Noble, Union Square Readers: Nick Flynn, Amber Sparks, Jenny Zhang Juliana Broad, Daniela Ochoa, Kaylin Dodson It’s free and so are you. Come over!
Awake.
We wait. On crimson mornings, layers of leaf loam lie So deep they are an ocean of land. A heart is imprisoned in the heart of a tree And only fire can free it. So, […]