dolores reads I “silence pausesdifficult experiences.  i betterstep away.” Source:Setoodeh, R. (2020). Kate Winslet on Woody Allen, ‘Wonder Wheel’ and the 20th Anniversary of ‘Titanic’. Retrieved from Variety. dolores reads II “you want a witch-huntwhere every guy is to defend himself.you hope this could be transformed intoyour movie and turn out to betrue.”  Source: Barraclough, L. (2017, October 16). Woody Allen Clarifies […]

Grace Alice Evans (she/they) is a LGBTQ+, mixed-heritage poet, writer, sound/visual artist and survivor, whose work explores living with mental illness, trauma, recovery, and the dichotomy between the inner and outer worlds. Grace’s social media handle is @gracealiceevans.

Pusillanimous I won’t apologize Risking it all Probably sixty mistakes I’ve made so far Asking for vintage photographs since they’re keepsakes Fear of pushing the elevator button for the fourth floor Enchanted with Mexican Fire Opals Magenta moss rose, yellow sun rose, orange rock rose Pale ten o’clock shadow Bright ice plant petals in the […]

In my dream, a woman stands tall in a leveled field. The plants trampled, the wildlife dead in heaps. I trace the curve of a familiar arch in prints pressing the dirt. There she stands, a proud destroyer, marveling.  Her arms fan wide in the stillness. The wind whips up strands of my hair one […]

Born in August,  Teething on starfulness Like any fire doomed  To be put out. Now, hunger; Starvation circles me as An army. My only wish: To look into the sun without blindly  Suffering the consequences. To cost myself for a moment  Of radiance.  How funny,  That I am considered in my prime.  Desirability left up […]

Love through a tacked up green blanket in December.  Love through the smoldering edges of yellowed apartment wallpaper, where we lit the match and left   fire there, glittering with god for someone else to find, left there for someone else to clean up the  ashes and the melted shag carpeting and all those broken mirrors. […]

A Forest Vines grow fierce along the edge of every whim Each notion pulls with it twelve other seedlings That ripen and bulge and invite The neighbors into your kitchen You may believe that islands stand individual Warriors of solitary purpose projected toward the sun But each base gloms onto the earth Thirsty, without the […]

I don’t remember your name, but i will never forget what you did; how you preyed on my vulnerability— all i wanted was a walk, on a dark and gloomy saturday night, but you said,  maybe we could talk in your room; i believed you  but you didn’t want to talk— i remember straining my […]

She was a blend of rage and love. Of oud and tobacco and long nights at the ranch. She was gratitude and agony. She was food stamps and laundry quarters and she never went to bed before 2 a.m. Her smile was warm but reluctant, she loved traumatically but selflessly. She never yelled, only at […]

Lessons She asked me “what did you need to learn from this experience?”So I said:Love. The hard ones. Those two lessons sit in my lap these days. The teacher has come. She smelled like God— So I knew her well. She promised to guide me along the shadows of myself    until we became well acquainted. And how could I know that […]