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Lydia Cortés

Heavy There is a thing Lingering thatI can’t put a finger onBut it has put a fingerOn me maybe moreThan one for I feelThe heaviness ofThe hand is heavy Handed me quiteA put down just asI was about to get upAnd go about the bravery Of the yellow sloppiness Of life it takes a lot of Work to live and endureRelaxing is a job that Can’t just be takenFor … Continue reading Lydia Cortés

Three Poems by M Robin Cook

Interference was there a time before the desire before the symbolic before the decipherable static interfered when I was free is there a world within that thin sliver of stained class that broken shard which pricks the mind and penetrates it with sanguine longings a world without gender I lost my thought it was just right there on the tip of my tongue everyone knows … Continue reading Three Poems by M Robin Cook

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Three Poems by Carol Mirakove

why don’t we fall down white holes be aesthetic Carol Mirakove is the author of two books of poems, Mediated (Factory School) and Occupied (Kelsey St. Press). She appears on the album Women in the Avant Garde and has provided spoken word for tracks by musicians Firas Kay and bates45. Carol’s poetry and recordings are cataloged at the electronic poetry collection Archive of the Now and at PennSound. Continue reading Three Poems by Carol Mirakove

The Book of Anna, by Joy Ladin

EOAGH Books, Fall 2020 Poetry / Transgender Studies / Holocaust Studies ISBN 978-1-7923-0722-5 $20 For advance review copy requests, please contact eoagh.editor@gmail.com Available soon from Small Press Distribution. The Book of Anna is written in the voice of Anna Asher, a fictional Czech-German Jew who spent her adolescence in a concentration camp and now lives in 1950s Prague answering phones for the secret police. This … Continue reading The Book of Anna, by Joy Ladin

The Criminal: The Invisibility of Parallel Forces, by Max Wolf Valerio

EOAGH Books, 2019 Poetry / Transgender Studies / Indigenous Studies ISBN 978-1-5323-5926-2 $20 Available at Small Press Distribution. You can also order from the Publisher via Paypal:   Payment Options Individual Purchase $20.00 USDBookstore Purchase $12.00 USD This long-awaited volume collects poetry from the 80’s and 90’s by Max Wolf Valerio, one of the first trans poets to publish a book of poems in the … Continue reading The Criminal: The Invisibility of Parallel Forces, by Max Wolf Valerio

EOAGH Pushcart Nominations 2017

EOAGH is pleased to announce the following nominees in poetry for the 2017 Pushcart Prize: “Right to Release” by Kay Ulanday Barrett “The Flag and the Shore” by Kerry Downey “This is Nothing Much to Hear” by Kenyatta JP Garcia “Attempting to Behead the Grounded” by Jimena Lucero “The Other” by Pazia Miller “500 Dead Crows” by Isabelle Shallcross Congratulations and best of luck to … Continue reading EOAGH Pushcart Nominations 2017

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

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

4/7 Vampires

by Hope Lyca Youngblood   I am on house arrest. I got out of jail five days after April 7 2016 and I am facing felony assault charges. I may wind up in a serious criminal mental institution. I’m afraid of my own mind.   After getting out of a therapy session on the 7th I was filled with guilt. I write horrible things in … Continue reading 4/7 Vampires

Without Setting Fire

by Emerson Whitney       This book is the black of a wide open mouth. There’s no other place to start, really, just agape.   I like this idea of an open mouth, lips at liberty, the reckless brush strokes of a painting, open and possible.   Here’s the opposite, category like a clenched jaw.   An endless portrayal: mirrors, ace bandages, bathrooms, doe … Continue reading Without Setting Fire

Coming Kingdom

by Jer Bryant     “Why do you want to wear those bracelets? They’re hearts. They’re not for boys.” Ms. Davis, a teacher at my elementary school, extends her hand toward my small five-year-old body. I slip off the plastic bangles, gifts from my friend Christie, and drop them on the wrinkled hand before me. Her cheeks, parts of her face that remind me of … Continue reading Coming Kingdom

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

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