Feels Blind Literary, Lucky Issue #13
AWP Baltimore 2026
Graffiti art on North Avenue in Baltimore, Maryland.
Lucky Issue #13 Contributors
Note from the Editor in Chief
Dear Readers,
I often highlight the worst of the worst atrocities committed by the Trump regime and his loyalists in these letters, but this time it’s hard to know where to begin. They’ve started a war with Iran. They’re murdering “narco-terrorists” without evidence of their narcoterrorism. They’re murdering American citizens in cold blood, then calling them “domestic terrorists” for exercising their First Amendment Rights. They’re abducting children from schools. They’re abducting undocumented immigrants without criminal records, but they’re also abducting refugees who are here legally and who came to this country “the right way,” disappearing them to warehouses across this country or prisons of torture in foreign countries. They’re repeatedly ignoring court orders and the Constitution. They’re imposing illegal tariffs. They’re gutting the social safety net and government programs, while enriching themselves. They’re engaging in a massive coverup, protecting wealthy and well-connected (mostly) men from facing justice for the roles they played in a child sex trafficking ring. One of those men they’re protecting is Donald Trump.
What I want to focus on instead is the hope I’ve felt from the resistance, though. This hope shows up in protests. It shows up in special elections for congressional seats, gubernatorial elections in states like Virginia and New Jersey, and New York City’s mayoral race. It shows up most when everyday people in communities like St. Paul and Minneapolis recognize we can’t wait until the midterms or for anyone else to save us, however, standing up for each other in courageous ways now. Some individuals like Renee Nicole Good and Alex Pretti were on the frontlines of this fight, forming barricades around schools to protect children or alerting their neighbors when ICE was present. Others worked behind the scenes, picking up groceries, taking children to school, and running errands for neighbors who recognized their lives and safety were on the line if they left their homes. Through their mobilization, they gave the entire country a framework for what it means it put into practice being a good neighbor.
I also continue to feel this hope in the work I do each day, both through my day job and through projects like Feels Blind Literary, a magazine that launched during Trump’s first term to create a platform for voices I knew would be silenced. I’m proud we’ve continued this work, while also donating our profits to organizations doing the work of the resistance, too, whether those organizations work directly with refugees, sexual assault survivors, or other groups who have been terrorized by this regime. When I scroll through the essays, short stories, and plays in Lucky Issue #13, I’m grateful for Feels Blind’s growing literary community during a time when building community feels like the ultimate act of resistance.
Please join us to celebrate the incredible writers in this issue at our AWP off-site launch party at M8 (1399 S Sharp St, Baltimore, MD) on Friday, March 6, at 6pm. We hope to spend an evening in community with you.
XO, Lindsay