The Scepter / Matthew Dougherty
She had been walking for an unknown length of time. Only after making a sharp right turn in the labyrinth did she snap out of her
She had been walking for an unknown length of time. Only after making a sharp right turn in the labyrinth did she snap out of her
Part I The divine woman rose from the dust of her fallen father and grandfathers. Her naked body warm and beating with life. Her hair so long
Brown girls can do ballet! I scream to students Who don’t understand What it is like When your life depends on the color and
Sarafina Sarsaparilla wasn’t sure why she was here. Sitting in the sheriff’s office, staring at the scratched-up desk made of ebony wood. This, she knew for sure, was the
A small satyr climbs into an ancient woman satyr’s lap. The crackling fire in the hearth and the soft red
Translation of Pertenencia by Sophia Prada The heart calls my attention– I am dreaming, but not in a cloud. The heart doesn’t need permission.
She had been walking for an unknown length of time. Only after making a sharp right turn in the labyrinth did she snap out of her
Part I The divine woman rose from the dust of her fallen father and grandfathers. Her naked body warm and beating with life. Her hair so long
Brown girls can do ballet! I scream to students Who don’t understand What it is like When your life depends on the color and
Sarafina Sarsaparilla wasn’t sure why she was here. Sitting in the sheriff’s office, staring at the scratched-up desk made of ebony wood. This, she knew for sure, was the
A small satyr climbs into an ancient woman satyr’s lap. The crackling fire in the hearth and the soft red
Translation of Pertenencia by Sophia Prada The heart calls my attention– I am dreaming, but not in a cloud. The heart doesn’t need permission.
English translation: The Heart’s Feeling of Belonging / written and translated by Sophia Prada El corazón me llama la atención. Estoy soñando, pero no en una nube. El corazón no necesita permiso. Si escuchas fuerte,