There are some books that remind you of childhood in all of the worst ways, and these are the books that our thoughts hang onto decades after we read them. They...
Jennifer Hanks' "Prophet Fever" is a bizarre and molded sparkle in a world filled to the brim with chapbooks that only come close to the success they have undou...
It remains ridiculously important to discuss things like sexual violence in the world at large, but, specifically, in the poetry world, and in her poetry collec...
I am very much the sort of aggressively-obsessed-with-vaginas type who is drawn immediately to books like Elizabeth Hall’s "I Have Devoted My Life to the Clitor...
This is a thing so bodily that it requires it be felt. Indo-Roma writer Scherezade Siobhan’s full length collection, "Father, Husband," explores through the sli...
Do Nguyen Mai’s debut collection stuns with stabbing diction and fluid conversation. There is a softness to her sounds, but a violence to her verbs. A sense of ...
In Tatiana Ryckman’s debut collection of flash nonfiction, technology meets the body meets the haze of memory. There is a rawness to it, a knowledge that time f...
Big things are small soft things, here. In his debut full length collection from Salò Press, "Actual Cloud," Dalton Day talks fear of death, dependence, and exi...
Rachel Charlene Lewis is a freelancer, an MFA dropout, and a queer woman of color. She is the editor of Vagabond City and a co-founder of The Fem. Her creative work has been published in The Normal School, The Offing, Lumen Mag, and elsewhere, and her thoughts and interviews have been published in Paper Darts, the Los Angeles Review of Books, Publishers Weekly, and in a few other places.