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

Grey Vild

from Dear Gone     It’s almost like we still lie to each other but it’s just me now. In your inventories, several light bulb jokes I wrote myself. In your inventories, it is too dark to read. In your inventories, I was 9 granite columns, pulled up the Nile by slaves. I held fast, a sky overcast with crackling leather, polished in the reduction … Continue reading Grey Vild

Three Poems by Gr Keer

magnificent,   the way one year folds into another the way skin stretches into infinity the way a few bones and some breath fill up this space inside   follicles are follies sprouting trees and your breath is a gale oh laughter   i haven’t seen my thighs in over a week just because i haven’t looked doesn’t mean they aren’t there and what exactly … Continue reading Three Poems by Gr Keer

Two Poems by Audrey Zee Whitesides

  Play Mimics Life Manifesto   Play on the wood with superiority physical faith after fashion Play on the air without risk Play mimics life, and all play that is mimics life between mailboxes really differences
Faith serials haze into haze while our loving room resembles a zoo 
Play mimics life
I swear more than clothes
A novelty song after myth think aspiration, time for pleasure Play on … Continue reading Two Poems by Audrey Zee Whitesides

Kenyatta JP Garcia

Kenyatta JP Garcia is the author of This Sentimental Education, ROBOT and Playing Dead. They are also an editor at Horse Less Review where their work was also featured. But, if life was a bit different, they’d be the leader of the Brotherhood of Evil mutants. Instead they have a degree in linguistics and write poetry while doing their best to pretend that Upstate NY … Continue reading Kenyatta JP Garcia

Kay Ulanday Barrett

  Right to release   For the longest time, I dreaded bathrooms, the bleach singing nostrils, I pictured my brown mama in every white person’s house, scrubbing tile making what other people took for granted, shine.   In airports, I clench my bladder. in public anywhere, I hold it until a 3rd floor walk up can turn bloody.   There’s a story every trans person … Continue reading Kay Ulanday Barrett

Three Poems by Laura Neuman

  storm clouds will poison you   Dear Infant/Hydrangea, Chains of those flowers will forever connect whatever you’re reading with what I’m reading, what you taste with this next thought. That’s a culture, conjoined. The animals don’t like this. They tear at my shirt, slobber and tell me material is caring more about what’s present than what’s not. This isn’t always possible, but we can … Continue reading Three Poems by Laura Neuman

Troubling the Line: Trans and Genderqueer Poetry and Poetics

Troubling the Line: Trans and Genderqueer Poetry and Poetics Edited by TC Tolbert and Tim Trace Peterson Now Available: Troubling the Line: Trans and Genderqueer Poetry and Poetics Edited by TC Tolbert and Tim Trace Peterson Nightboat Books, 2013 Poetry, LGBT Studies | $27.95 paperback, 544 pages, 7 x 10 in Publication Date: 2013 ISBN: 978-1-937658-10-6 Order via University Press of New England (Nightboat’s distributor) … Continue reading Troubling the Line: Trans and Genderqueer Poetry and Poetics

Three Poems by Joy Ladin

Lost and Found You find yourself quite comfortable in the bony clothes of death, though you seem to have lost the feeling of, well, feeling. Light moves through you easily and eerily, as though life were a window that was broken when you found it so you can admire without shame its fracture-stars that never set, though you find you get a little lost when … Continue reading Three Poems by Joy Ladin

Poetry by TC Tolbert

  Tau(gh)t for madeline   I go back to that no and I sing from it. I practice epilogue: needlethreadepi- thelium.  As what constitutes mean is the variance.  Perhaps I fly hollow.  Into some you, then.  And rest.  And where will the drama queen darling?  My tongue is thin without your tongue to build a team on.  Because we have been there, dear Ranger.  Let … Continue reading Poetry by TC Tolbert