Read Me: This Trans Poetics Anthology Imagines a World Where “Everything Belongs to Everyone”

In their unabashed and uncompromising anthology, co-editors Andrea Abi-Karam and Kay Gabriel open a portal for readers to “inhabit revolutionary practice.”

Read Me: This Trans Poetics Anthology Imagines a World Where “Everything Belongs to Everyone”

Remember Me Tonight (Poetry)

When the night
is
At last
Silent and still,

 

Look upward
To
The stars
Hard and Cold.

And
Whisper
My 
Name.

Being Women: Poetry and Imagery – The New York Times

Being Women: Poetry and Imagery – The New York Times:

This summer, we selected six poems by women and asked photographers to let the poems inspire them.

Dreams Die (Flash Poetry)

Welcome to
Your
Real life,

Where nothing
Is as
It seems,

And you
Watch your
Dreams die.

Well of the Soul (Flash Poetry)

Down,
Down,
Down,

Dark,
Darker,
Darkest,

Cold,
Colder,
Coldest,

Dead,
Dead,
Gone.

Angel’s Wings (Poetry)

Snow white,
Upon
The Ground,

Innocence
Trampled 
Underfoot,

Unnoticed. 

Never Alone (Poetry)

There’s been a
thousand rainy nights
and I haven’t
seen the sun
for far too long.

Dusk to dawn
I walk these empty streets
alone.

Demons walk with me,
whispering in my ear.
Now their voices
are all I hear.

Silence Is My Companion (Poetry)

The hours count
Down

From midnight until
Dawn

Silence is my
Companion

Until the dawn
Arrives. 

Forgotten (Poetry)

The day is
Draped
In shadows,

Memories
Drip
Slowly,

From sill
And
Bough,

Silent tears
Of
Love forgotten.

Untitled Poem/Prose

…And when
Day’s glow
Has faded,

I will
Close
My eyes,

To dream
Once more.