New Poetry By Lindsey Bellosa

Becoming a Woman   The first time: my underwear, stained and crumpled, squashed into our bathroom cupboard and I am paged to the nurses’ office at school where the nurse asks in hushed tone if something has happened— we have watched the videos and been shown the diagrams, and my mother has called the school,…

Poems from ‘Her Father’s Daughter’ by Nessa O’Mahony

Waiting Room   The rules for survival: don’t catch an eye on the first day, look away if their blank grief grazes over you.   If still here the next, permit a faint smile, a nod to a fellow traveller. But keep your space, don’t approach unless invited and only then with care.   Avoid…

‘Sufferance’ and other poems by Rebecca Foust

Prayer for my New Daughter   with lines by Audre Lorde and William Butler Yeats   A soul in chrysalis, in first agonized molt, must choose: LADIES, or MENS. For some—for you—these rooms are fraught, an open field where lines are drawn: think of the White-Only signs. Or Serrano’s Piss Christ and Duchamp’s Fountain, pitted…