Stephanie Eisler Vance

Published in The Power of Poetry

·Nov 27, 2022

Write Me a Poem

“Write me a poem,” he says Through screens and selfies and 100-character bios Does he want to get to know me better or is this just a test? “Write me a poem,” he says He does not ask I, dancing monkey, he, eager audience This man demands I write him…

Poetry

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Poetry

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Published in The Power of Poetry

·Jun 17, 2022

Jade

Poets are not supposed to be jaded. Poets are supposed to feel everything, at once, all the time, and like it. By this measure, before I called myself a poet, I was one; my threshold as an emotional sponge is the stuff of legend. But since I became a poet…

Poetry

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Poetry

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Mar 28, 2022

Under Construction

I sleep with the windows open. I welcome the night air as it fills my bedroom, and on the mornings I am lucky enough to rise early, I get to hear my city come to life. On the mornings I am not so lucky, my alarm clock is the rattling…

Spoken Word

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Spoken Word

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Jan 3, 2022

Safe Space

When I first moved to Brooklyn, I barely registered that my home was near a park. See, this park was more concrete than green, and most of that green was turf. This park was long and narrow, and flanked by tall municipal buildings that just look like they’re about to…

Spoken Word

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Spoken Word

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Dec 8, 2021

For the Girls Who Cannot See Themselves

I hold in my hands a mirror. I hold it up to you, but you wince and look away. Or, you find, with lightning speed, the needle in the haystack that won’t stop pricking you, and calling you ugly, fat, unworthy. …

Spoken Word

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Spoken Word

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Oct 26, 2021

Ode to Fiona

The boys thought they knew what she meant: “I’ve been a bad, bad girl.” The boys only wanted to watch the music video — knee high socks, cotton briefs, heroin chic. They thought it was about sex. At thirteen, I saw it was about loneliness. The only girl in the…

Poetry

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Poetry

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Published in Human Parts

·Sep 22, 2021

When I Say I Do Not Want Children

There is a gulf between my head, heart, and body that it is not possible to close — This piece was first performed on September 16, 2021 at Parkside Lounge in New York City. It is dedicated to the U.S. Court of Appeals for the Fifth Circuit, five members of the U.S. Supreme Court, and the 87th Legislature of the state of Texas. My body wants to bear…

Spoken Word

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Spoken Word

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May 14, 2021

Father-Daughter Recursion Trap

There’s no firm protocol for handling a relationship with a wayward parent. I’ve often wished there was, that in certain situations I could have looked at some flowchart optimized for a healthy father-daughter relationship — or at least peaceful coexistence — that would tell me what to do. I could…

Memoir

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Memoir

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Published in Be Yourself

·Mar 12, 2020

How to Survive Social Distancing

About a month ago, I shared a story about my recent bout with mania. It screwed up my life a whole lot! Since then, I’ve been slowly picking up the pieces — in my life and my brain. My workload shrank by about forty percent. I pulled out of an…

Pandemic

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Pandemic

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Published in Invisible Illness

·Feb 14, 2020

On the Last Episode…

Let’s talk about mania, people! I was in it not too long ago. Someone once described my writing as “uncommonly honest,” so here we go, folks, an uncommonly honest conversation about my bipolar disorder. Until January, I hadn’t had an episode in nearly ten (ten!) years. This was a big…

Mental Health

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Mental Health

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