Menstrual Chronicles from Delhi | Ina Goel

My nani (maternal grandmother) would never let me enter the kitchen during puberty while I was menstruating. She would make me wash my hair religiously on day three of my period. I was told that it would wash away the impurities I carried from head to…

Open Triangle | Estela González

I held hands with Rosa Chávez Taylor every Friday morning. Sister Ana led my third-grade class across the field stretching behind our school — it was the shortcut to Church. We were thirty-three girls walking in gala-uniformed, alphabetically-ordered pairs bathed in…

Featured Fem | Meet Nashwa Khan

Fem: How have your identities shaped your writing?

Featured Fem | Meet Ryleigh Walsh

Fem: You spent nearly 15 year in the airline industry. What inspired you to start pursuing a career…

People in Wheelchairs are Sexier | Alaina Leary

Sometimes the wheels squeak, but if her dad adds a little WD-40, they stop. “Let me see if I can fix that,” he’ll say, pausing to lean down and look at the wheels, “How are the foot pedals, too? Do they still hurt?” Her dad is always making sure…

3 Poems | Caitlin McCrory Evans

Utterance

I think of my ability to say —

to articulate — sounds you no longer hear: this world is not

so easy to speak in without you. Moth — er & daugh — ter

2 Poems | Leah Scott

Second Noon Bloom

Today I steeped in white tea. A black ceramic mug,
infant dregs condensed in mesh hung over the rim.
Sucked dark cocoa chili peel orange zest
til it cloaked my tongue and my teeth.
Poured boiling water through a plastic cone, brown
paper-filtered…

2 Poems | Lindsay Thomas

On Boys in Cars

You are destined to be wild
And bold
Desert and ocean
And unsettled heavens
And if you are something
That he cannot love
Then do not let him try to love you
Do not let him linger
Let your water
Drown
And your light
Burn
Refuse to quiet your…

2 Poems | Lydia Havens

Why I “Let it Happen”

because the man thought of himself as a little god
because the man thought of himself as a little death

because I was 13, belly always sloshing with summer
because I was a child, body…