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Poetry from Orooj-e-Zafar’s HEART THE SIZE OF A LOOSENING FIST

Fixation

And I used to say, I am in awe of the universe,
when my body wanted to dive headfirst
into its vast everythingness. I have said,
Honesty is important to me, when I’ve meant
I need to know what the collateral damage
will be to cater to it. I say, I’ve never found
home in a place, when my body becomes an earthquake
at the thought of armor clinking.… Read more “Poetry from Orooj-e-Zafar’s HEART THE SIZE OF A LOOSENING FIST”

“the spider” by Rebecca Kokitus

I stand on the bathroom scale and
a spider crawls out from under it

and there’s no pain scale for these hurts so
I make a tally in the shower, each fifth strand
of hair criss-crossing little prison windows so
I don’t lose count

and the spider disappears itself back under
the bathroom scale and my witchbelly is
tightened like a snare, my little blue toes
can be seen for miles and whatever
is possessing me—I am trying to starve it

my insides nebulous as teddy bear filling
and the sun through the warped window
goes right through my warped skin

my body is a dumpster behind
a flower shop, my body is edgeless
as an island

 

 

Rebecca Kokitus is a poet residing in the Philadelphia area.… Read more ““the spider” by Rebecca Kokitus”

“Open Call for Acrobats” by Aryanna Falkner

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”

“Love is a Lesion on Your Brain” by Courtney LeBlanc

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”

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”

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