A woman lays on a chaise lounge, drinking tea. An unopened pill bottle sits on a nearby counter.
From what I can tell, owning a uterus/vulva/vagina is a messy, expensive, complicated, and painful business whether or not you were born with it. I’ve always had difficult pre-menstrual symptoms. In high school, I would spend several evenings on the couch with a hot water bottle and Midol. Towards the end of college, my symptoms […]
A woman sits down in the middle of a busy street, breathing with intention. All the background slowly fades away until she is alone, yet connected to everything.
A woman walks down the sidewalk. A giant flower runs into her from behind, knocking her to the ground and spilling pollen everywhere. A dust cloud swirls around the woman, spreading the pollen further. It begins to rain, and mold on a nearby tree is washed onto the sidewalk. The woman sneezes violently.
Every woman must learn to love herself in the midst of a world telling her all the reasons not to. Hunger, written and performed by Ebony Stewart, is the story of one woman’s journey toward that love. Through a mixture of poetry, storytelling, and music, Stewart speaks about the pain of growing up with a […]
This piece was originally performed at Greetings, from Queer Mountain, an open mic night in Austin, Texas, in August 2015. We don’t always finish what we start. Society tells us that quitters never win, but sometimes what we almost do or almost become can define us as much as anything else in life. Sometimes, the […]
Two women start out doing the mirror exercise (facing each other, one mimicking the movements of the other) but begin to get further and further out of sync until nothing they do is anything alike. Neither can agree who is leading the exercise, and their movements become increasingly frantic as each tries to assert control.
Maybe The reason I have never gotten a tattoo Is a hold-over From my days as an actress. The desire To be a blank slate. Inhabiting the skin of another on a whim Without any brands to give me away. Who’s to say who I am? I could be anyone. Anywhere. Anytime. Never wanting to […]
I work part-time in a bookstore, and was captivated by both the title and cover of Kate Bolick’s new book, Spinster: Making a Life of One’s Own on our shelves. A woman, presumably Bolick, sits smiling on an antique sofa in a beautiful dress, holding an antique tea cup. It is at once nothing like the […]
A woman reclines in a chair working. A cat jumps onto her chest, curls up in a ball, and falls asleep. The woman starts petting the cat until she, too, nods off.