Kiki Petrosino discusses her newest collection, Witch Wife, the career she'd have in an alternate universe, and the relationship between reading and writing.
I think that the moment we’re living in offers the best opportunity we’ve had in a long time in that a lot of things having to do with identity politics are being talked about in poems.
By the light of early morning, I am writhing in pain again, the drugs are done. But there is a tiny creature—mammal, female—attached to my breast. That is supposed to make it more bearable.
This essay is not about love. Love doesn’t enter into it. We are talking mechanics. Four chambers, ventricles and atria. The mammalian heart, and thus, the bat heart, and thus, the human heart.
“They were stupid questions because he already knew the answers to them,” Dad said. “He just hadn’t taken the time to think about them. And questions you haven’t thought out are stupid ones.”
Arielle Bernstein, Rumpus Film/TV/Media and Saturday Editor, writes about Rihanna, bitches, and blood over at Salon: Women are raised on images of toxic masculinity just like the men around us are.…