“Why can’t you sleep?”
There are blossoms in my chest Rolling off my breasts, feathering out from my sternum, violet, emerald, scarlet petals A garden of wildflowers is inside me Zara Hanif is a …
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On Being Mysteriously Chronic by Jennifer Stitt
Jennifer Stitt is a poet as well as a historian of modern American thought, culture, and politics. She earned a B.A. and M.A. in history from the University of Alabama …
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For the Doctors Who Don’t Know How To Find Your Body From Here
By Rob Cook Each brick of the hospital attacks each brick next to it. The fighting itself casts a shadethat lengthens over the parking lot,the incurable, pampered vehicles. The sky, …
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On Holter Monitors and General Malaise
By M.E. Hoban Crisscross my body with tape: would-be sex appeal, sticky under breasts, in the hollow of the hip with the freckle— I am the first person to stop …
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Link Roundup: November 16th, 2018
Hi all! It’s Jay. I do a link roundup (almost) every Friday. If you encounter a link you think I might want to share, please tweet it at me or Chronically Lit. The …
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Medusa in the Emergency Room
By Cade Leebron Call me Curly-Q for the swirled snake IV line spiraling out of my upper arm. Nothing perfect ever ends, or that’s a lie I’m okay hanging out …
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Putting the Cart Before the Horse
By Nicole Storey I was a blackbird for Halloween when those shapeshifters came out of the terraforming colony and explained that destiny is only a mile away from the gas …
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Link Roundup: August 17th, 2018
Hi all! It’s Jay. I plan on doing a link roundup every Friday and this is the fourth one. If you encounter a link you think I might want to …
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The Next Time You’ll Be Told to Take Nothing by Mouth
until doctors determine whether you’ll need more surgery, you’re going to crave big hunks of bread with butter, going to want to rip sticky meat from ribs, even though you …
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