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Gndr
The SelfGndrBy Phaïssa Grenaëlle Verdilus “How do you identify”? I unhinge my mouth to answer but no sound comes out “How do you identify”? I identify as fire NO. Not like the fading flicker of a lighter But like a hell mouth where parents, strangers, and politicians...
safe keeping
The Villagesafe keeping By Charlinda A. Banks Photo by Kendra Shiloh Russellplease, I mutter back, I am not in the business of building ghosts, and I think myself very little but a woman blurred by the shadows who care for me: first there is Adina, she holds my...
Love Thy Neighbor, Honor Thy Land: A portrait of community leadership in the Southwest
The VillageLove Thy Neighbor, Honor Thy Land: A portrait of community leadership in the Southwest By Ava EmilioneFrom "Against the Tide: Community Care in the Collapse of Empire" In the spring, Darien Fernandez grows corn, beans, and squash with students from the...
My Septum
The Self My Septum By Leslie Vargas I do not claim to speak for my ancestors. They speak through me. Afro-Indigeneity is not monolithic. There is no right or wrong way to be. Growing up, those around me had strong opinions surrounding my identity. I never felt I had...
Even A Worm Will Turn: Devaney Sparrow Uncensored
The VillageEven A Worm Will Turn: Devaney Sparrow UncensoredBy Ava Emilione CW: Eating Disorder, Sexual Assault Photos by Ava Emilione, Graphic by Yumna Elhdari “I’m so scared to be seen. To be witnessed. It feels pathetic and cowardly, like a child hiding between her...
lovely specimen
The SelfLovely SpecimenBy Ava Emilione Issue 17 Photo by Zelle Westfall every hand that touches my hair doesn’t love me most of the time, they’re just fascinated. this is what i learn the summer before i turn 17 when the jersey heat made my head expand like discount...
Love Letter to Saffy
The SelfLove Letter to SaffyBy Saffy Issue 18 Saffy Dear saffy, Have I told you how much I love you lately? The way you show up to the best of your ability. The way you’ve learned to handle conflict. The way you speak up for yourself. The way you love fiercely. The...
Marbles
The SelfMarblesBy Mon Misir CW: Self-harm, purging Grace Martin, at eight years old, held the world record for filling her mouth with marbles. Only, her name wasn’t Grace Martin then. She was Kaysha Williams. Her parents wanted her to have a fierce knowledge of her...
I Think I’m Going to Raise Hell: In the Depths of Texas with Denita Jones
The VillageI Think I’m Going to Raise Hell: In the Depths of Texas with Denita JonesBy Yumna ElhdariFrom "Against the Tide: Community Care in the Collapse of Empire" On a Tuesday in Neptune Beach, Florida, at a polling site, the air was thick with humidity. The...
Disruption on the Dancefloor: A Conversation with Black Queer DJs
The VillageDisruption on the Dancefloor: A Conversation with Black Queer DJsBy Binny OnaboluFrom "Against the Tide: Community Care in the Collapse of Empire" DJ-facilitated spaces are a powerful avenue for oppressed communities to raise sound against global political...
#BlackGirlMagic to Black Woman Magnificence: The Melanated Millenial Guide to Community
The Village#BlackGirlMagic to Black Woman Magnificence: The Melanated Millenial Guide to CommunityBy Cheyenne EdwardsAlpha Kappa Alpha sorority sisters in 1951 (source: blacksouthernbelle.com)Black women are one of the most significant pillars of our community. And...
Internalization P.O.V.
The SelfInternalization P.O.V.By Jalyssa Jimenez Issue 17 Artist's Statement/Commentary: These are emotions I struggle to authentically express and this piece is a reflection of me emotionally internalizing these feelings. Using a fish eye lens perspective, I want...
Beauty Is A Burden
The SelfBeauty Is A BurdenBy Angel Oduko Issue 18 Artist's Statement: This piece is a love letter to myself, a starting point for self-discovery, self-acceptance, and transformation. Over the past year, I have looked at fear in the face, acknowledging the place it...
Flight
The SelfFlightBy Cecilia Innis Issue 17 I used to believe that the North American viceroy butterfly was a batesian mimic of the monarch butterfly, which is to say that it evolved to copy the monarch’s warning signals in order to deter its bird predators In order to...
Review: The Ghost of Leslie-Fucking-Feinberg + What Could’ve Been
The VillageReview: The Ghost of Leslie-Fucking-Feinberg +What Could've BeenBy Cheyenne Edwards It’s a dewy, drizzling night in Williamsburg, burdened by similar winds that brought Dorothy and Toto to Oz. Inside The Vino Theater, there’s a sea of queer and trans...
TWA MÁK: Divinity in Dykehood
The SelfTWA MÁK: Divinity in DykehoodBy Sól GirardFrom "Beyond the Margin: An Exploration of Black Lesbian Identity" To be featured in Femme Dyke Zine 4: "Dyke Divine" I found them the way one might encounter a set of keys after tracking them in pressing loops. Right...
In Loving Color: How it Feels to Love a Black Dyke
The LoversIn Loving Color: How it Feels to Love a Black DykeBy Cheyenne EdwardsFrom "Beyond the Margin: An Exploration of Black Lesbian Identity" “How does it feel to love a Black woman?” Back in 2019, R29Unbothered, a platform by Refinery29 “made by and for Black...
Quicksand
The SelfQuicksandBy Payton Selby CW: Eating Disorder, Depression Payton Selby There have been three Paytons I can remember—the first I've only seen in photos. I think she was still there in that one from the beach; her hair is wild in much the way it was meant to be,...
A Braided Shield
The SelfA Braided ShieldBy Jasmine LeCount-McClanahan Issue 17 Photo by Zelle Westfall I’ve never been a hair girl. For me, styling my hair has always been this obstacle to deal with in my day. I can’t just roll out of bed and walk out the door. I was never taught the...
ROLL CREDITS
The LoversRoll CreditsBy Leslie Vargas Issue 17 Lyrics: Break when the day's full of light But it makes me feel better, when the windows are bright And hey, I know that it's cold, but it makes me feel better when I do it alone The better days ahead, only better when...