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Walking Practice by Dolki Min
Gender is made up!
Queerness is performance!
Lots of sex, lots of eating, lots of existential anguish!
Queerness is performance!
Lots of sex, lots of eating, lots of existential anguish!
From the Stars in the Sky to the Fish in the Sea by Kai Cheng Thom
Your gender is up to you.
You can be a fig tree or a bee.
You can be stardust, you can be a canoe.
You can be a fig tree or a bee.
You can be stardust, you can be a canoe.
Cyclettes by Tree Abraham
Bicycles! Bicycles!
All about them!
Drawings and charts and photos and letters and stories and scribbles, too.
All about them!
Drawings and charts and photos and letters and stories and scribbles, too.
For Now, It Is Night: Stories by Hari Krishna Kaul
Four translators.
Thinking about cultural translations as well as lingual translations.
Thinking about what I missed.
Thinking about cultural translations as well as lingual translations.
Thinking about what I missed.
The Rage Letters by Valérie Bah
Such a tiny world in a city.
Such an infinite world in a city.
Black queer endlessness.
Such an infinite world in a city.
Black queer endlessness.
Aster of Ceremonies: poems by Jjjjjerome Ellis
Stutter magic. Aster magic.
Space of stuttering. Space of elder-ing.
Worlds broken to become universes.
Space of stuttering. Space of elder-ing.
Worlds broken to become universes.
You Can Be the Last Leaf: Selected Poems by Maya Abu Al-Hayat
This one hurts.
This one is full of laughter.
This one is angry and full and catches the light.
This one is full of laughter.
This one is angry and full and catches the light.
When My Ghost Sings: A Memoir of Stroke, Recovery, and Transformation by Tara Sidhoo Fraser
A soft tumble.
Is memory you?
Are you memory?
Is memory you?
Are you memory?
A Small Apocalypse by Laura Chow Reeve
Ghosts curdled, ghosts fragmented, ghosts whole, ghosts lost.
Ghosts! Of bodies and beloveds.
Queers living with ghosts in the sticky Florida heat.
Ghosts! Of bodies and beloveds.
Queers living with ghosts in the sticky Florida heat.