Winter, Vol 18.1
Francesca Leader is a self-taught writer and artist originally from Western Montana. In another life, she earned her Master's degree in Modern Japanese Literature from the Ohio State University in 2006. Her writing has appeared or is forthcoming in Five South, J Journal, Funicular, Wigleaf, Milk Candy Review, HAD, Stanchion, Literary Mama, Door Is a Jar, Nixe's Mate, and elsewhere. Learn more about her work at inabucketthemoon.wordpress.com.
sipèstisyon If people say your child is beautiful, your child will become ugly. ok, i confess. once, i said fuck you to danny perkins on the last day of kindergarten after a miserable year of being pu
I feel compelled to pick up the baby bird that has died just outside my doorstep this morning. Place her in my hand and rub her toothpick ribs with my thumb. Gently kiss the milky-blue bulbs of her ey
Hey, Future is that you / in the moment / a Buddhist might love / enough to hyperventilate / or the day’s dizzy spin /of 24 hours / kicking joy / to the curbs / of chaos / blessed by Hallmark’s / squa