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
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”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”
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”
Call for Submissions: The Big O (for Oppression) Project
Madwomen in the Attic is excited to announce that we are teaming up with Green Buffalo Productions on The Big O (for Oppression) Project, and that we are extending our submission period until the end of May. Continue reading “Call for Submissions: The Big O (for Oppression) Project”
Maria Rovito
Literatures of the Body: Virginia Woolf’s Writing as a Tool of Resistance
Mrs. Dalloway (1925) was one of the first novels in the Western canon to demonstrate the psychological and physical effects of war on an individual Continue reading “Maria Rovito”
MEDEA SINSATION
Ignorance of a Side
I.
I love you, I tell you
But you couldn’t tell before?
My heart pummeled each sense;
My affection was confessed.
What other signs need be made;
Was I not myself desire? Continue reading “MEDEA SINSATION”
AMY LAUREN
An Angel Breathed Me
Staring into kitchen sinks, I think
of what it means to eat: fork’s one bite
trembling before my mouth, no more
laying flat as beaches but flowing Continue reading “AMY LAUREN”
