‘It was necessary to lend myself to the memory’, by Amy Allara

It was necessary to lend myself to the memory  of a body that could.  To separate from the broken figure,  the body that would not listen.  To not pretend.  To forego.  To not waste the clock’s signal.  To set it straight.  To disown magical inclinations.  To attach to that which understands.  To disavow the indifferent.  […]

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‘Food for Thought’, by Ryan Michael Dumas

Just got a letter from disability insurance: Denied. I’m not disabled enough to get anything. After months of trying to convince them. How do you prove you can’t work? I cannot sit up, stand, or walk hardly at all. There is no job I can do while laying down, without having to make phone calls. […]

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