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I wonder if there is an afterlife.  Nancy believed in it, but she doesn’t seem to be cooperating.  My friend Carrie tells me her dead partner Judy moved a chair…

Before we were told to avoid air travel, but after the lines at Costco were thirty people deep, the house finches chose our ledge. Through the window I saw one…

I knew I wanted hormones. It wasn’t a question of how or why, but when. Changing your body is scary — and takes time. I could say that taking testosterone…

2.5 mg) This is not a tale of transformation, nor of trauma. The past and future keep splitting away, like cloven wood. Even the present—that urgent word, a disheveled storm—can’t…

Perched there in my little Barney the Purple Dinosaur chair right in front of the TV, I sit and sob, crying my eyes out as Mary Poppins grips the handle…

Image Credit: Ally Sobola   My son wears the word “visible,” tattooed in Times Roman, on his left arm. The tattoo was a present from me for his 18th birthday. A…

Image Credit: Patri Hadad    “Anthony Bourdain made everyone come to the same table //                                …

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…

When the Bean Queens reigned in my tiny Nebraska town, Tom Petty released two solo albums, Wildflowers being my favorite. During this time, my parents took naps together on Sundays. The…

Happiness is the privilege of presence. I have this unrelenting habit (or maybe personality) where I either need good things to be over, or that in the middle of good…

Image: Gulf of Mexico during Hurricane Hermine   You should know that I was never bulimic.  Not bulimic-bulimic. You should also know that the first time I made myself throw…

In 1992, a twelve year old boy rented a movie from his local Blockbuster which featured a blonde cheerleader who also happened to be a vampire slayer. I had fantastic…

My parting words for anyone interested in publishing books: always trust your gut; prepare to spend a lot of money and make none in return; assume that you will experience some major setbacks; accept that you will disappoint others despite your best efforts to please everyone. If you still want to publish books after taking all of this into consideration, you are doing it for the right reasons, and you’ll likely be thrilled, just as we are, to publish titles that deserve to be distributed the world over.

The mission of HP is honoring lesbian existence, discovering a range of lesbian voices and promoting lesbian representation in the arts. As far as we know, there is no other press with this singular mission. We want to bring lesbian poets of all ages and backgrounds into the fold of publishing and create a market for lesbian-identified poetry.