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“How to Survive a Panic Attack: Parking Lot” by Lillianna Kiel

  • Swerve off the road and into the turning lane. The car’s brakes screech. Find a spot and shakily shift into park.
  • Light a cigarette, a Seneca. A shit brand that you bought a carton of from a girl named Mary. Feel the smooth click of the lighter, purple and covered in sparkly nail polish.
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Poetry by Hollis Teves

Many of Me

How many of me
or those like me
are hovering birdlike,
hummingbirdlike,
shimmering above
their bodies, looking
down and knowing
this is not something
to drink from. This
is not a pink dahlia.
This not the body
we can survive off,
but it is all we have.

 

Non-Binary         

Ah, that dear terrible
feeling of putting on
a dress.… Read more “Poetry by Hollis Teves”

“What ‘Raising Tourette’s’ Means to Me as Someone Diagnosed in My 20s” by Gretchen Gales

While scrolling through options to watch On Demand, I noticed a show I had never seen before pop up on the screen. It was the recently premiered six-part docuseries on A&E called “Raising Tourettes.” The show follows the lives of kids and teens with Tourette’s Syndrome and the people in their lives.… Read more ““What ‘Raising Tourette’s’ Means to Me as Someone Diagnosed in My 20s” by Gretchen Gales”

Art by Lia Pas

“body map”

(An outline of a naked woman is embroidered on linen in the same bone white colour as the linen. She stands legs together, her right hand covering her groin, her left hand palm up, extended slightly to her side. She looks to the right. Her body is covered in squiggles, dots, and lines in blues, burgundies, greens, and greys.Read more “Art by Lia Pas”

Poetry by Juliette Sebock

Wintergreen

I could never drink root beer,
Which was a shame when we went to the soda shop
And everyone crossed the intersection
For a dollop of ice cream in their nearly-too-cold cup.
It tasted like it smelt,
And it smelt like walking on Pop-Pop’s back
And brushing against his psoriasis
And not asking about the scar that ran up his spine.… Read more “Poetry by Juliette Sebock”

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