* * * 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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On Saturday, November 7th, 2020, four days after election day, all of the major news outlets called the 2020 presidential election for Joe Biden. During the previous four days, which…
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Paper Goong-goong Upon watching the PBS documentary on Asian Americans, my Mother texts us: I now know why my father did not want to talk about WWII or the past.…
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WOVEN 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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A woman who changes her hair is about to change her life. — Coco Chanel My hair started to fall out strand by strand instead of in the large, dramatic…
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I never knew my lola. Every few months, I would hear her voice crackle through the phone from the other side of the Earth. On the mantel, I would see…
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Metaphors matter. They shoot the right smile, the right handshake, the right colors, posters squirreling. They eye the right clock, ready their knees to implode with the right cascade of…
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The photographic documentation of my life began a few weeks after I was born, and the photograph albums in my childhood home are evidence of my mother’s presence and obsession…
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Image Credit: Eliza Moore 1 I imagine Walt Whitman’s body Walt Whitman, an. American, one of the roughs, a kosmos, Disorderly fleshy and sensual, eating and drinking…
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If I could start at the beginning, I would start with the blanket: blue with white polka dots. Or was it pink, with the edges so tattered you could stick…
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Image Credit: Jesse Shofner Last winter, your father asked if “queer” was still a slur. He asked this carefully, as he always does when it comes to your sexuality.…
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WOVEN 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 arrive just in time to catch the tail end of the Youth Talent Showcase, drawn through the maze of fried-food stalls and dim animal-smelling warehouses by a thin, brave…
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My turn, my turn, my turn! My kids shriek and race around the house, bickering over who gets to use the something next. It doesn’t really matter what it is.…
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