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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.
opens inside of you. First fissure, then split, then spread: this body
unfurling thick and heavy-headed as a peony, as. . .
O capacious room,
give me your tongues.
I’m done with being self-
possessed. Take hold, turn
the river in me.
Repair the divine highway to L.A. / when it hurts to stay. When it hurts to go, / do a little dance to keep from leaving.
Two books consider how U.S. policy ravages the Northern Triangle.
Frida Kahlo meets with Andre Breton in Paris, and things go downhill.
On bids to reform blood donation policy for men who have sex with men.