Toil: A Poem by Caitlin McGregor

*trigger warning: sexual and physical abuse; violence against women, violence against children*   Toil   like stones being swallowed into a little girl’s stomach, a baby drops from its mother’s birth canal face first into a pit of barbed wire   I was raped on…

All I Stole Was Your Skin

  — by Taija   I found myself head-deep in the frays of the moons shoulder Where people travel on donkeys and carry an eagle on their arm Where they battle their windowsills for a fucking good nights sleep Where your eyes, once perpetually blemished…

Wings of Promised Chain: a poem by Naz

  He slept with bombs exploding in his head Singing quietly what his mother had said Of a sunny world that would take his hand Alas he didn’t know it was No Man’s Land   He voyaged far on tears of many souls Scratched by…