Poetry

Aug 12, 2021

DISABILITY ISN'T SEXY by Erin Lynn Marsh

It is showing up at your boyfriend’s office wearing nothing but brightly colored sneakers—the left one built up one and a half inches to...

Aug 12, 2021

SOMETIMES WHAT WE MISS by Nancy Scott

When she heard the child cry out, her right arm jerked to a grotesque angle, fingers splayed and froze. She dragged her twisted right...

Aug 12, 2021

IN THE SENSE OF REMAINING GROUNDED by Carol Dorf

You are not electricity snaking out in the moist direction, or a plane speeding toward flight. You are not even an insect evading a...

Aug 11, 2021

DO NOT BE ALARMED by Carol Dorf

The irrelevant will follow like urchins biting through sea stars when the tide withdraws Once I went out so deep on the rocks a sneaker...

Aug 10, 2021

COUNTING THE MARKS by Rebecca Cavanagh

Tap, tap, tap. Two fingers tap the back of my hands run their fingers down the blue spindly lines which barely count as veins. Usually...

Aug 10, 2021

THERE WERE MANY SURGERIES by Erin Lynn Marsh

before she turned twelve years old. She was shown photos of herself as a baby with both hips in traction and the body cast that followed....

Aug 10, 2021

CHERRY CHEESECAKE by Nancy Scott

Carl has retinitis pigmentosa, sight one minute, then losing it with the shift of his head. Bright lights to keep from stumbling into...

Aug 9, 2021

DESCENT by Paula Knight

Of all the shooting stars above they have no luck to spare They burnt it up in blazing lights while hurtling through the air But I will...

Aug 8, 2021

THE GOLEM LEARNS ABOUT GLUTEN-FREE GIRL SCOUT COOKIES by Diane R. Wiener

(for Yahna Solowiej) We need to cut down the sugar, the Golem says, her right hand a scythe and her left hand a jar. Moderation is so...

Aug 8, 2021

RETURN by Annick Yerem

What I´m asking of this world: to drown my sorrows in hailstorms to offer me grace and petals and connections to carry kindnesses and...

Aug 8, 2021

WORLD BUILDING by Lucy Whitehead

If years from now archaeologists excavate our life together they'll uncover a entire culture, a civilisation. They'll create a typology...

Aug 7, 2021

SISTER HANDS by Ona Gritz

In the dark, this body breathes into itself, the half with less sensation, the half that feels it all. I exhale the word hemiplegia, my...

Aug 7, 2021

PERSEPHONE by Rob Colgate

“She could have been released— but at the last moment, he gave her a pomegranate seed.” Something is happening to me that should not be....

Aug 6, 2021

CAPTAIN BETH AND MY GUIDE DOG YAEGER by Daniel Simpson

(with a debt to Diane Burns) Thank you. Everybody says he's beautiful. No, I groom him. No, he's color blind. I tell him when to cross....

Aug 6, 2021

THE LORIKEET by Gayle J. Greenlea

I saw the rainbow flash an instant before a sharp thud shook glass, inertia interrupted in a downward flutter. I hurried outside to...

Aug 6, 2021

MICROAGGRESSIONS AGAINST BOOK LOVERS WITH DISABILITIES by Lana Phillips

Once a church group walked up to me in Barnes and Noble “Sorry you’re in a wheelchair. Can we pray for you? Can we lay hands on you?” I...

Aug 5, 2021

LYRIC IN THE LIGHT by Cali Linfor

Body, remember. — C.P. Cavafy and Kenny Fries Poets play the lyre. Sound-Chest, the resonator, muscle memory. The cavity, hollow that...

Aug 5, 2021

TUNNEL VISION by Shrubaboti Bose

That disturbingly sweet scent, Is somewhat familiar to me. Like the smell of wet cement, Being shoved down my throat. I struggle to...

Aug 5, 2021

THE BEAT OF THE METRONOME by Charlie D’Aniello

babies born damned / luciferian cribs & forked tongues / we didn’t choose to be / who we are but / damn / i would’ve if i could / have...

Aug 4, 2021

THE GOLEM KAYAKS by Diane R. Wiener

(for Lin Hill) The Golem flies us to the Galápagos when we learn Darwin’s arches have collapsed to pillars. We kayak toward big-eye jacks...