It's finally here! A huge thank you to The Masters Review and the legendary Peter Ho Davies for including my story "Barely a Sound" in this collection. Can't wait to get my hands on it.

Love this intro by Peter Ho Davies — and again can’t believe a story of mine is in here!

Yesssss

I'm so grateful to the folks at Bear Review for giving this poem a home, and of course to the found family and community down in AR. I wasn't sure this poem would make it outside the manuscript, but it's always meant a lot to me. TW: suicide/al ideation, depression, post trauma.

Now irl 😍

Oh gosh this is so, so devastating, and so beautifully written, every moment

on my postpartum body//weightlifting//growing up in and out of sports//birth trauma//thomas page mcbee and alison bechdel//middle aged queerness//all the transitions romper.com/life/gym-trans…

The way this man says “no” is like a wave of #phl nostalgia rolling over me - bless this man and go birds

We have no profit model, no experience, no organization, and no realistic options for success or survival. We have no subscriptions, no paywalls, and we offer no promises in exchange for money. You can have our trash for free. We will even pay you for it. Make us some trash.

The literary world is dying because it's too exclusive and expensive. The future isn't galas and corporations. That's the joke. That's the hellscape. The future is opening the gates. The future is a free for all.

I moved into a campus apartment to start my Ph.D. University of Cincinnati on August 12th as a Yates Fellow. (The Graduate College at University of Cincinnati) Since that day, I haven’t been able to comfortably live in my apartment because the *accessible* apartment I have is in an inaccessible building. Yes, seriously.

My apartment has many of the things someone in a wheelchair needs: the doorways are wider, the sinks don’t have cabinets underneath, there are grab bars in the bathroom, the appliances are lowered. It is absolutely made to be accessible. And yet, the front doors aren’t automatic.

Not only is the door not automatic, it is narrow. There isn’t any way to pull it open if you’re in a wheelchair, mobility scooter, or using crutches, a walker, etc. Imagine my shock when I moved in. It had to be some mistake. There must be an entrance I missed, right? Nope.

The people in housing and access resources I communicated with told me they must have missed something. What happened, from what I can tell, is that my accessibility coordinator assumed that the accessible apartment MUST be in an accessible building. Again, nope.

Hi, I’m a librarian. Here’s why this is really, really bad.

6. The people most effected by this will likely be children. They do not have the opportunity to go to the library whenever the fancy takes them, they need an escort, so that has to figure into an adult’s schedule.

7. As we go into the cold months, libraries provide essential places for people to stay warm. They are one of the only places people have to use the bathroom, plug in their phone, or just sit down somewhere warm and dry.

9. To conclude, this is a big, big mistake. As librarians, we are lucky to have some of the best jobs in the world, and people love the service we provide. The library is a good place, a happy place for a lot of people. NYC deserves better.

A Request for Accountability in Our Shared Spaces - The Offing theoffingmag.com/insight/bl_acc…