Artistic statement: “Judy Suite” is a sequence of graphic requiems recounting my mother’s struggle with Alzheimer’s. Chris Gavaler is an...

Putting Out What You Might Put Away A crib and changing table are quietly dismantled but all the socks are paired confetti, and the hats...

It starts out quiet. Terror muffles my ears Words, black smudges Heartbeat faster and faster Air thinner and thinner. Thoughts as fish in...

There are blossoms in my chest Rolling off my breasts, feathering out from my sternum, violet, emerald, scarlet petals A garden of...

Resident writes feels like lower back is a clenched fist. Resident writes patient’s vision is blurred but only in one eye the right. Not...

I am the dead mouse perfect and stiff, no longer than your thumb. I am the cat, satisfied with killing for its own sake. I am not hungry...

The first step is defining the place. It must be your living room. You must live alone. Time is not inconsequential. Do it at night,...

Admission One day, while walking down the long, white hallway at my job, the tide overtook me & I broke down crying in front of one of my...

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...

Each brick of the hospital attacks each brick next to it. The fighting itself casts a shade that lengthens over the parking lot, the...

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...

Three midnights a week I’m called to wrestle noxious ferment from my stomach, eject tar, and fall asleep on numb legs. Special doctors...

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...

I was a blackbird for Halloween when those shapeshifters came out of the terraforming colony and explained that destiny is only a mile...

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 ...