Guides
As the melancholy dispersed slowly into air
the midnight vision became skeptical and
breaking free, and in that moment: still
unknowingly summoned sands from afar Continue reading “Kasey Marie Hynes”
Kasey Marie Hynes
Cherie Jacobs
I DESERVE TO LIVE AND NOT JUST SURVIVE, 2019
Acrylic on canvas
9” x 12” (22.9x 30.5 cm)
I Deserve to Live and Not Just Survive
I DESERVE TO LIVE AND NOT JUST SURVIVE
I DESERVE TO LIVE AND NOT DIE
I WAS BORN TO DO MUCH MORE THAN STAY BLACK AND DIE
I WAS CREATED FOR MUCH MORE THAN TO PAY TAXES AND DIE
I deserve to live
Continue reading “Cherie Jacobs”Death in Venice, California
DEATH IN VENICE, CALIFORNIA
A Monologue by Lawrence DuKore excerpted from his full length play, DANCING IS A CONTACT SPORT.
Continue reading “Death in Venice, California”Nicole Crevar
My Story: From Darkness to Light
I remember it so vividly. Sitting there, at the front of the classroom, as my heart rate began to quicken and my palms grew sweaty. The world around me started fading away, while my teacher continued Continue reading “Nicole Crevar”
Aaron Summer Javadi
“Amongst the Wildflowers”
I grew up amongst the wildflowers,
Where honeysuckle nights,
Blew the colored winds,
Through the fan-fared window.
Call for 2021-2022 Featured Writers
Madwomen in the Attic is seeking featured writers for The Featured Writer Project’s 2021-2020 writing year, which will begin in January 2021 and end in January 2022. Continue reading “Call for 2021-2022 Featured Writers”
Jillian Hanesworth
Take Care
I know you feel like ain’t nobody there
I know that you’re a good person and life just ain’t fair
Know you’re surrounded by people and you still feel alone
I know they’re looking at you crazy and you’re too afraid to share
Take care Continue reading “Jillian Hanesworth”
Jane Barnes
LOOKING FOR ROCHESTER
I’m writing this essay on a glorious day in July—Independence Day, actually—and I’m here to discuss looking for my own independence, which is not to say, loneliness or even solitude which I gratefully have and enjoy. Guests come and go, are marvelous company while they’re here, but it’s hard to deny that having the space again to balloon up your own ego, and things such as the nail on which to hold your own red potholders, is nice. Continue reading “Jane Barnes”
Nina Marin
Sipping Tea
and smokin weed
and
watering tomatoes
we gon be broke forever
we want that
it scares them Continue reading “Nina Marin”
D’Lisa Darluz
My Choice Not to Choose Then
“You and Tyra are more than friends, aren’t you?” My mother sat at the opposite end of the table. Continue reading “D’Lisa Darluz”
