Dear John,
I know we broke up six months ago — and it’s not that we don’t keep in touch — we see each other rather frequently, at least 3 times a day. But we used to see each other ten times a day, sometimes more, sometimes we’d spend an entire day together.… Read more ““Dear John” by Rylie Cooper”
The heart, your only one, is only on the left. Situs invertus is the name for the opposite, when all of a person’s organs are flipped over the spine like an axis of reflection. The spine, which goes all the way up from your pelvis into your skull, does not seem unreasonably long until your fingers go from the top to the bottom of it on another body and feel.… Read more ““Lungs” by Carly Madison Taylor”
I can leave my bones at the door
like wet boots. Pinwheel my body
backwards, flip inside out:
I won’t feel pain here.
On good days, I perform magic tricks.
Instead of dove feathers and ribbon
I coax illusions from my fingertips,
casting myself as a smokescreen.
I levitate my bones, stack heart
over center, and my ankle braces
disappear, gone like twisting
a loose tooth.… Read more ““Open Call for Acrobats” by Aryanna Falkner”
When the headaches started again
you offered Ibuprofen and understanding
and drawn shades. When a train wreck
woke me in the middle of the night, you broke
out the Valium and Percocet and told me not to
cry because that makes it worse, then held me
till I fell into an ocean of quiet.… Read more ““Love is a Lesion on Your Brain” by Courtney LeBlanc”
“Wrapped in Fire”
A girl standing in the woods in the center of the image with a paper bag over her head. The bag is on fire. This concept was first introduced to me by artists Kyle Thompson and Daniel Serva. I was able to work out the details and created this in my own style.… Read more “Art by Rachel Wallach”
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