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Colleen Tighe is an illustrator, cartoonist, and usually the very loud, grumpy person in the back of the room. She is too stubborn to give up on a socialist future.
I’m trying to become habitual, amidst all
of this. Though two years back, spring
passed over the whole of New England. . .
I was fifteen. My father and I stood
at the basement threshold, shouting
at each other, maybe the only time.
Without the noise of home I learn
to hear my body’s own sound.
It is like sleeping in a narrow boat,
waters slapping. . .
Who were the “comfort women”? Who is the “Asian woman” today?
On the colloquial tales of Nikolai Leskov.
Trumpism throws a tantrum in the nation's capital.