Fall 2017 Reading Period Now Open

Now Accepting Submissions: Aug 28-Oct 15 The Fall 2017 Reading Period for Issue 11 of EOAGH is now open! During this time we’re considering submissions of: – Essays – Articles – Reviews – Interviews – Any Other Genre (except poetry) We’re especially looking for work by trans writers, queer writers, people of color, and intersectional feminist writers! You can send an abstract of 150 words … Continue reading Fall 2017 Reading Period Now Open

Three Poems by Vittoria repetto

tomboy femme   motorcycle lesbian 
in my office 
my bones tell me
 she’s a femme 
long haired 
 gaunt and strong 
in a leather jacket 
boots and jeans 
nails slightly long
 when i say 
 you can leave 
 your jacket 
on the coat rack
 she smiles
 says 
but this is my purse.
 i laugh, 
my bones 
were right.
         forbidden fruit … Continue reading Three Poems by Vittoria repetto

Nat Raha

from de/compositions   (after Vahni Capildeo’s reading)                         Nat Raha is a poet and trans / queer activist, living in Edinburgh, Scotland. Her poetry includes two collections: countersonnets (Contraband Books, 2013), and Octet (Veer Books, 2010); and numerous pamphlets including ‘de/compositions’ (Enjoy Your Homes Press, 2017), ‘£/€xtinctions’ (sociopathetic distro, 2017), ‘[of sirens / body … Continue reading Nat Raha

Diving Into the Wreck: Trans and Anti-Trans Feminism

by Joy Ladin In summer 2000, Emi Koyama’s influential “Transfeminist Manifesto” defined trans feminism as “a movement by and for trans women who view their liberation to be intrinsically linked to the liberation of all women and beyond” (245). For Koyama, and for many trans and non-trans feminists since, trans feminism is a no-brainer, one among many efforts to “broaden” feminism to include “women who … Continue reading Diving Into the Wreck: Trans and Anti-Trans Feminism

Anne Gorrick

A Table Filled with Interest   Or a clothing summary of the king Dandy acres untours pronunciation Bracketology, a bracelet made from her teeth Frame moment frame Damnation’s prayer for a higher tax bill Contagion and aftershock in a few paintballs more Envy’s minor reflection, brother velvet A bright new room called Boise Jerseylicious, write an autism haiku Her artwork is an argument with corporate … Continue reading Anne Gorrick

No Matter Where: Art & Community

by Charles Alexander     Increasingly, I want my friends around me, and my friends are everywhere, anywhere. David Miller, the Australian poet who has lived in London for about 30 years. Simon Pettit, the British poet who has lived on the Lower East Side of New York for about 30 years, David Abel, the poet and performer from Deming, New Mexico, who has lived … Continue reading No Matter Where: Art & Community

Michael Farrell

Carnage At Dark Towers     The Melbourne Protocol states that tennis and other famous sports stars are welcome guests of wherever they happen to be at any given moment   Nadal stares into the eyes of the sun, but not directly, Mum   The Melbourne Protocol states that tennis and other famous sports stars are welcome guests of wherever they happen to be at … Continue reading Michael Farrell

“Wings are being read as they are being spread like thighs:” j/j hastain’s Queer Academies

Review by Petra Kuppers SapphoPunk j/j hastain Spuyten Duyvil 2015 “Wings are being read as they are being spread like thighs. It is possible to read a body without knowing how to read the words that might be used to describe it. Inscribe by presence.”   The prolific j/j hastain writes queered priest’s words, steeped in thick somatic cauls, in sexual winged ecstasies, in a … Continue reading “Wings are being read as they are being spread like thighs:” j/j hastain’s Queer Academies

Three Poems by Larissa Shmailo

    Clad, Clawed, Clandestine Eagly Pig     E   I I id eye: Lie as eyes lie, I. Delineating it, disentangling inclines in lies; incidentals cast a delicate sign. Cling in line, eyeing diligent penalties, laws, claws: it’s eyes in lies.       Anteceding id, laws distancing I, clasping ties, inspecting id, an eye, a lie; all ID, and stenciled, penciled eyes.     … Continue reading Three Poems by Larissa Shmailo

Two Poems by Mateo Lara

  Sunset City   Friction underneath California tongues, Walking in Bakersfield heat brittle against dry ideas. I’m a crux forced into a smoke world, we lost the best of ourselves, Smoking out of chimney lungs, pressure put us down, called it a giving in. I keep thinking how that Tuesday slaughtered all my old vices, Tempted me for a shapeshift, Stoic at best, cost myself … Continue reading Two Poems by Mateo Lara