Prime Coats

In 2006, I sat with the physician in my pickup truck in the Baton Rouge…

Climate Refuge

When Hurricane Irene pummels upstate New York in the summer of 2011, we are there…

brunch with ama, the teacher & the imp

my head because if she’s going to eat with us she needs a nickname & she has to be our friend. one woman is the imp-

Anthropoesia: Poets as Anthropologists

Anthropoetry, is a poetry which utilizes the tools and techniques of the ethnographer as a…

Is a Cervix Cis?: My Year in the Stirrups

The year that I was four I made the same heinous grimace when anyone tried…

nightmares & blessings

i’m called to a school in the bronx that’s almost a hundred percent dominican. i…

The Ferrante Project: The Freedom of Anonymity

We, the editors for The Ferrante Project, having finished a bottle of Mezcal in one…

The Days of Relinquishment

What kind of freedom and possibility can writing anonymously offer to women writers, and in…

Spinal Column

Black women are supposed to have strong backbones but my Black back is jacked. Before…

Notes on Writing about Sexual Violence

“What would happen,” the poet Muriel Rukeyser asks in her oft-quoted poem “Käthe Kollwitz,” “if…