This is a piece I wrote in the summer of 2016. It’s unpolished and unedited, but that’s why I’m publishing it. By Sofia Sears I confront adolescence through a soccer ball. The wind breaks and cracks against my neck and the unsparing humidity of the Rhode Island summer night stifles the soft panting of tracheal discomfort into heaving gasps. Loose feet dazedly stumbling over one … Continue reading soccer practice
I recently attended a protest against the unconstitutional, dehumanizing, and authoritarian-leaning Muslim ban last weekend, signed into effect by President Trump in an executive action. I am unequivocal in my belief that this is not a terrorist ban, as Trump puts it, as the majority of countries banned are majority-Muslim countries and have also produced some of the fewest amounts of terrorists statistically. To dehumanize, disparage, … Continue reading power to the people
A letter from our editor-in-chief, Sofia Sears. The world is a brutal thing that contorts and destroys; things do not falter in their impermanence or instability. Tonight is one of those very things we cannot ever accept or think of as fair but must live through anyways. It is a night that feels cruel, and unwanted, and we shiver away from in this nauseated helplessness, … Continue reading one last time
A piece of art by Liz Stewart & poetry by Sofia Sears there swim cyclical bodies in me my joints, cells, cramped inside; do my arms flail? there are planets inhabiting my being. there are novas. there is no room for you right now. I explode everyday. Continue reading sorry about the doom
a piece by Sofia Sears, recently published on the political blog OpinYoung, copied here: “No woman can call herself free who does not control her own body.” – Margaret Sanger The free reign of rape apologists and anti-abortion activists (often synonymous)– is a topic we ought to scrupulously dissect. However, in a country as embedded with deep-seated fear of the potential “dangers” intrinsic to women … Continue reading The A Word
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