Vol. 4, Issue 4

Issue 4 of Volume 4 spotlights illness and the body: our relationship with our body, others’ bodies, sick bodies, and well bodies.

In “Fruiting Body,” poet Lane Fields imagines the body as plantlike, “fertile with compassion” for a lover’s body.

Deshawn McKinney’s poem “These Stretchmarks” embodies the speaker’s relationship with their stretchmarks, glorifying them, celebrating them.

Jessica Mehta’s mixed-media art “Chamber Coda” is a heartbreaking reminder of loved ones lost to addiction, of the marginalized communities that are often hit the hardest.

In the creative nonfiction piece, “All About the Context,” Jora R. Lam recounts the true–and humorous–story of her father pulling his own teeth because he couldn’t afford the dentist.

Mário Coelho’s flash fiction, “I was Here Before the Monster” explores the mind of a cancer patient’s lover during the last weeks of the patient’s survival.

Lastly, in Sam Kaspar’s flash fiction piece, “You got a fast car, you showed off with it and pissed us off/ (body as asset),” the speaker compares themselves to a rival, who was “born into riches . . .DNA and assets.”

Fruiting Body | Poetry

Fruiting Body | Poetry

Fruiting Body Sometimes I imagine my body fodder for damp gardens, sunken in the permanent earth. I am not dead weight for trees. Sometimes a carcass is just a carcass. But the soft underside of every alive thing is an offering. Tender bellies up in surrender, supple...
These Stretchmarks | Poetry

These Stretchmarks | Poetry

These Stretchmarks These stretchmarks drink a full glass of water before bed, they want to stand up and stand out in the morning, tired of dimming their light to avoid attention. These stretchmarks don’t pretend, they leave red marks when you want to subtract...
Chamber Coda | Visual Art

Chamber Coda | Visual Art

Chamber Coda Chamber Coda was created exclusively with the pills found in the artist’s mother’s room after a final (successful) overdose. The nation is in the midst of an opioid epidemic, but marginalized populations are at dramatically higher risks....
All About the Context | Nonfiction

All About the Context | Nonfiction

My dad pulls his own teeth. I know, it sounds insane, doesn’t it? What kind of loony do you have to be to pull your own teeth? . . . And maybe it’s a bit of an inaccurate statement. In nature it sounds a little click-bait-y, but it’s mostly the truth. The statement...
I was Here Before the Monster | Fiction

I was Here Before the Monster | Fiction

Breakaway peg-legged tables and vines growing in the cracks of your home. Cat fur fallen in the gaps of your sofa, the creature purring a room away. You grab your hair and pull it out like weeds. Like it’s a thing that was put there, not yours anymore. “I’m not dying...