Writing In A Woman's Voice

Fetish: For Savanna LaFontaine-Greywind by Heather Steinmann “What was the address where the body was found?” a reporter said. ...

Moon on the Ending of a Decade by Helen Bar-Lev This moon knows it’s special as though appointed by celestial majesty to reig...

A March Full Moon by Helen Bar-Lev One in the morning a full moon looks through the window disdainful my friend full moon, dr...

My Smile by Anne Peterson I tasted happy this week I let myself smile  and didn’t wipe it off. It was the real kind of smil...

FORGIVE THE SHIP FOR SINKING by Monica Suriyage Forgive your mother for sleeping she doesn't have much of a say of when s...

Tell Me Something by Andrena Zawinski (on an anniversary of my mother’s death after dreaming her saying: “Please, just let me s...

House in the Heartwood by Andrena Zawinski The house on Summerdale Street burnt down, its fans of wallpaper flowers went up in s...