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 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”
This morning, when the Human-Shaped-Gods signed my discharge plan, I had a moment where I didn’t believe it was really happening.
“But my head used to hurt so badly that I’d contemplate taking an icepick to my occipital lobe. Now I just feel like an ice-picked ice sculpture,” I told them.… Read more ““Deforestation and Other Side Effects” by Tiffany Promise”