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[Teen Voices] Defining Adulthood

[Teen Voices] Defining Adulthood

I’m always 10 minutes early to everything. I own several different shades of red lipstick. I wash my own laundry and know how to change diapers. Cook a decent meal. Split a check. I own a credit/debit card. I’ve been to Europe. I don’t even flinch when older men hit on me anymore. I’ve gone on dates with strangers. I’ve walked NYC streets at night alone. I once drank cheap wine with college…

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Poems by Jeffrey Hecker

Poems by Jeffrey Hecker

LOW ATMOSPHERIC DRONE

Eared grebes mate on a park swing.  I’ll never hear or see the future

Now I’m over a Memorial Day Parade.

Veterans boo the tubist line.

I want to know why but I’m not on

a fact-finding mission.

I’ve 64 separate lenses and 50 zoom closer than the human squint.

I sweep land masses.

An engineer in love with me promises a ring

of amethyst rods along my south side to demist…

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Weekly Tarot With Tif: Chance or Fate?

Weekly Tarot With Tif: Chance or Fate?

Weekly Tarot For 10/19/2014-10/25/2014

The last weekly tarotadvised: “The reversed Moon is about facing your anxieties and fears and trusting what your intuition has to say about it all. This week you may be feeling more sensitive and in tune, but the subconscious messages you receive will likely feel muddled. This week is about focusing less on the outside and more on the inside…Release…

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Pocketful of Poesy: Poetry Horoscopes for October

Pocketful of Poesy: Poetry Horoscopes for October

Aries:
Discarded couch burns
in forest core. One red
fox absorbs a moment’s
warmth. Sprints forward.

Taurus:
In the high desert, a yellow-
dazzled hornet is kin to cactus flower.

Gemini:
Snowflakes fall
alone. Welcome
one another:
blessing flight.

Cancer:
The row of mouths unshell themselves there is no turning back no turning

Leo:
bladed eye: a yolk / a broken yoke

Virgo:
The wisest…

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Just Because You Can Be A Dick Doesn’t Mean You Should

Just Because You Can Be A Dick Doesn’t Mean You Should

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Taking advantage of your neighbor because you are in a position of power, because you are so very clever, because you can—this doesn’t mean you should. And here’s the thing: everyone does it. Yes, everyone does it. No one is an innocent. It’s a fascinatingly sick chain of events, unending occurrences, some twisted way we’ve learned to limp by. Hurting each other. Stealing opportunities.

Here is…

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nighttime haiku: Poetry by ire’ne lara silva

nighttime haiku: Poetry by ire’ne lara silva

nighttime haiku

alone and at night
the caregiver whispers once
what if i’d said no

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my body didn’t
always feel like a trap a cage
a failed instrument

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what will follow loss
the mind is always planning
it does not know grief

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counting all the ways
in which sleep is just like death
but you wake from sleep

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one day i might need
to take all my insulin
all at once all of it

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if no one hears it
you…

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I’m a Recovering Teenage Beauty Queen

I’m a Recovering Teenage Beauty Queen

If someone had told me when I was 12 years old that in five years I would not only compete in a beauty pageant, but also win, I would have thought they were either downright crazy or just mean.

I should preface this by saying that at 12 years old I was in a pretty awkward place in life. Severe scoliosis put me in a rigid back brace for two years, leaving me no other choice for clothes, but big…

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50 Shades of Rape

50 Shades of Rape

We live in a neon, multidimensional world where colors burst in flavors of all variety, a world as decadent as the Wonka Factory, and as duplicitous as Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Yet, we view sexual assault as black and white, despite our technological, cloud-esque world where information is boundless and invisible.

We imagine rapists as pigs, as misogynists, as men who degrade women on a daily…

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Poems by Bernd Sauermann

Poems by Bernd Sauermann

THE SILENCE MILL

The stench of the steel mill is cracking his teeth while an old man doesn’t move too far or too fast, but works silently on a crossword for mutes. Black elbows pass for self-discipline. Then the old man searches for a word he’s forgotten like a man searches for a word in a language he’s never known. In another sentence, the subject is understood.

THE HANDS

In the branches of a…

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Tarot With Tif: Illusion of the Moon

Tarot With Tif: Illusion of the Moon

Weekly Tarot For 10/12/2014-10/18/2014

The last weekly tarotadvised: “…the Four of Cups features a young man in a low lit room, arms crossed and legs crossed, staring somberly at us… Investing in a new opportunity feels like it’s too soon and may feel like too much of a risk. What’s holding you back here? Like anything else, if you wait too long, or sulk too long, opportunities pass away… You may…

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[INTERVIEW] Regina Stargazer: “I love everything I do!”

[INTERVIEW] Regina Stargazer: “I love everything I do!”

We here at Luna Luna have heard some very interesting things about Regina Stargazer, who aspires to be “Mike Patton of burlesque,” and whose stage presence encompasses five different “altered egos,” ranging from gender-benders to animals. And, well, we knew we had to talk to her.

Photo by Michael Ulrich

Photo by Michael Ulrich

Ok, let’s start at the very beginning! Regina Stargazer, where did you come from?

Two…

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From The Mouth of a Survivor: An Open Letter To Elizabeth Ellen’s Open Letter To The Internet And All The Conversation Surrounding

From The Mouth of a Survivor: An Open Letter To Elizabeth Ellen’s Open Letter To The Internet And All The Conversation Surrounding

Let me start this conversation by saying that it’s the last place I want to be. I don’t want to talk about rape. I don’t want to talk about sexual abuse. I don’t want to name the man who raped me because I know that he Googles himself daily and I can assure you his eyes will be one of the first to see this. That thought alone is enough to make my stomach turn. But as the stories of rape and…

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Neighborhood Wander: 48 Hours in Pilsen, Chicago

Neighborhood Wander: 48 Hours in Pilsen, Chicago

It was an overbooked Airbnb spot that forced my girlfriend and I to consider new options for our weekend in Chicago. Having set our sights on Logan Square, it was quite a disappointment to note the bland spaces that were within our budget after our top pick booked up overnight. A bright apartment with teal chairs in Pilsen caught our eyes and the more we read about the neighborhood, the more it…

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Maintaining Creativity on Psychiatric Medication #5

Maintaining Creativity on Psychiatric Medication #5

Get out and meet other creative people. Being an artist can be lonely. Being a mentally ill artist can be even more isolating. When I first started writing and making art seriously I thought that I had to do it alone in order to ensure creative independence. I was convinced that being an artist was something that couldn’t be taught; and that art groups or courses would try to neutralize the raw…

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FICTION: Spaghettification by Beth Gilstrap

FICTION: Spaghettification by Beth Gilstrap

SPAGHETTIFICATION
by Beth Gilstrap
Curated by Amanda Miska

We lie on a flattened cardboard box like cats stretching up to something unseen before we settle back into ourselves. For thirteen days, we have walked near each other, but not too near. There’s something in his deep-set eyes, calling me, cooling me in the deepest heat we’ve felt in this Carolina Pine forest in a decade. Or so Mama said…

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