* * * My Father Caught Me a Bird My father once captured a bird in his fists I’d seen it flit by and said lo quiero From his…
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The Birds: 2 poems
by Guest Contributor January 20, 2021* * * Tillandsia Tillandsia; quiet birds of the forests, Perched and flocked ‘tween ebbing bark, of arboreal tenements; nests, of tropical richness where dreams embark. “What of life do…
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The Birds: A Glimmer of Blue
by Guest Contributor November 23, 2020A warm, tender wind swirled inside the hollow as the rising sun shimmered over the edge of the opening. The nest felt more comfortable than I could ever remember, making…
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WOVEN: I Stayed
by Guest Contributor October 28, 2020WOVEN is an Entropy series and dedicated safe space for essays by persons who engage with #MeToo, sexual assault and harassment, and #DomesticViolence, as well as their intersections with mental…
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WOVEN: Reinvention
by Guest Contributor September 16, 2020WOVEN is an Entropy series and dedicated safe space for essays by persons who engage with #MeToo, sexual assault and harassment, and #DomesticViolence, as well as their intersections with mental…
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The Wanderer
by Guest Contributor July 31, 2020“Where ya going buckaroo?” Casey said, taking off his headphones and tossing them on to the desk. I shrugged. “Out, I think.” “I thought you said you were exhausted?” “I…
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WOVEN: In the Locker Room
by Guest Contributor May 6, 2020WOVEN is an Entropy series and dedicated safe space for essays by persons who engage with #MeToo, sexual assault and harassment, and #DomesticViolence, as well as their intersections with mental…
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WOVEN: An Architectural Salvage
by Guest Contributor March 18, 2020WOVEN is an Entropy series and dedicated safe space for essays by persons who engage with #MeToo, sexual assault and harassment, and #DomesticViolence, as well as their intersections with mental…
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WOVEN: The Flesh
by Guest Contributor February 5, 2020WOVEN is an Entropy series and dedicated safe space for essays by persons who engage with #MeToo, sexual assault and harassment, and #DomesticViolence, as well as their intersections with mental…
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We Were the McGill Girls
by Guest Contributor December 17, 2019We were the McGill Girls. The phenom that rose from the ashes of my parents’ brutal divorce. Pulled tightly together, a mother and her two girls, arms interlocked and nestled…
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Dear Left Big Toe
by Guest Contributor July 30, 2019The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet, black bough. -Ezra Pound, “In a Station of the Metro” Dear Big Toe on my Left Foot, …