Elana Walters

“Spiking someone’s drink sounds innocuous, but it is nothing short of evil.”

-Mallory O’Meara


The air worsens with each rasping breath you take. Hot and muggy, there is sweat building along your hairline—a wet crown of triumph as you race across the parking lot—leaving the hospital behind. A smile breaks across your face, and you pump your arms harder. You force your legs to move faster. You nearly double over in a coughing fit.

You escaped. You’re free.

Your teeth rattle […]


Have You Ever Considered Custodial?

Zac Walsh

However powerful our technologies and complex our corporations, the most remarkable feature of the modern working world may in the end be internal, consisting in an aspect of our mentalities: in the widely held belief that our work should make us happy. 

Alain de Botton, The Pleasures and Sorrows of Work 

Aged 40 and staring down the sick prospect of beginning my seventh job in seven months was not what I had in mind at 23, then just out […]

Have You Ever Considered Custodial?2024-05-22T22:00:52+00:00

Someone Special

Angela Townsend

“Do you have someone special in your life?”

Do you have any idea how flamboyantly I could answer that question? Are you prepared for what you have initiated? Did you pack your crash helmet between your tapered paisley pants and travel-sized shampoo?

You think you are making conversation. You think you are pedaling your unicycle on a well-lit road. You think my left hand is waving in your direction. 

You are kind to think in my general direction. Many would pass the peas. My […]

Someone Special2024-05-22T21:51:07+00:00

Fake: A Theoretical Cento

Audrey T. Carroll

A system of compulsory able-bodiedness repeatedly demands that people with disabilities embody for others an affirmative answer to the unspoken question, Yes, but in the end, wouldn’t you rather be more like me?¹

I have so many stories in my head of times when practitioners from community acupuncturists to rheumatologists reacted with shock and barely concealed disgust when they noticed my cane.²

My disability is no longer […]

Fake: A Theoretical Cento2024-05-22T21:54:21+00:00

Wall Street’s Dirty Secret: The Greatest Invention of Capitalism

Cailean Shelley

It was a relatively warm day on October 3rd when I took the J train all the way downtown and got off at Broad Street. I passed by government-level security gates at the beginning of Wall Street, and found myself walking down an old cobble road towards the towering neoclassical facade of the New York Stock Exchange.

Tourists lined the sidewalks, and gawked in amazement at the architecture and landmarks before them. The streets were dotted with stores like Hermès, Tiffany […]

Wall Street’s Dirty Secret: The Greatest Invention of Capitalism2023-05-10T14:46:53+00:00

The House on Cedar Drive

Elizabeth Jaeger

Nothing is as it should be. At the beach, I had to set up the umbrella. It’s a simple task, but I’m not supposed to do it. Dad never let anyone but my son help him. But Dad isn’t here anymore. COVID stole him from us, and after more than a year, we still haven’t regained our balance. I miss him terribly.

I always enjoyed visiting Dad at his beach house, and since his death, I still enjoy visiting because the […]

The House on Cedar Drive2023-05-10T14:47:03+00:00

Free Store

Jim Ross

Having negative cash flow, the Free Store couldn’t pay its rent. I learned of its eviction when a housemate announced, “The Free Store’s moving into our basement.” Within hours, a pickup truck pulled alongside our house and two women started lolling boxes into our dirt-floored, walk-in basement. After they left, I counted 32 boxes of clothing sorted by adult/child and male/female. Many weren’t even marked. I haphazardly began organizing.

Because the Free Store’s traffic had been generated when passersby dropped in, […]

Free Store2023-05-10T14:47:11+00:00

This Body is Mine

Pavel Paramonov

Each person says about their own body “this is me,” often not grasping that there’s more to “me” than just that. On the other hand, it’s the only thing that each person sees in the mirror when looking at themselves; it’s the only thing that other people see when they’re looking at me. It’s the only thing that is seen by my near and dear ones who know me like the back of their hands! And even those near and dear ones who observe and know about my habits, my […]

This Body is Mine2023-05-10T14:47:21+00:00

Anxious. Can’t Sleep

Ally Riddle

Too much of my time is spent reading about sleep. If only that time could be spent actually sleeping. Instead, I learn how detrimental it is to my immune system not to. At this point, cancer or Alzheimer’s must be guaranteed. Through embarking on this sleep–or lack of it–journey, I’ve stumbled upon that old French chronobiologist guy, Jean Jacques d’Ortous Mairan. He discovered that heliotropic plants, which are essentially prettier and less-destructive versions of us humans, are not actually subjected to the sun’s patterns. Later studies related this to humans, […]

Anxious. Can’t Sleep2023-05-10T14:47:33+00:00


Dia VanGunten

Architecture rumbled and unrooted. The house heaved and peaked. It clattered and cracked into sharp shards of glass. It rattled and shook and lost its innards. Velvet quilts, dried roses, and pasted Valentines. Serial killer collector cards, an enviable record collection, Babe the Blue Ox. Mexican wrestler mask, marionettes, and crusty bottles of shampoo. Lacquer desk, pale blue like a bird’s egg. Pink crystal goblets. Paired paintings of Tanuki and Kitsune. Haunting Polaroid of a clown in a long-gone parade. Poodle piggy bank, wind-up robots, and water whistles that sound […]

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