‘They treated their bodies like some exotic animal they’d found fast asleep, beings they needed to wake to truly know.’
I do not fear doctors, surgery, medicine or modernity, but in the spring of 2014, this I knew: If you let them, they’d slice you open on their own time. American medical professionals were wild for the surgical removal of term fetuses. Caesarean rates spiked at twelve and four, hours when doctors…
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‘The anglophone world, we have to infer, has run out of words for its own feelings.’
Daisy Hildyard on the wisdom of scarecrows.
‘What is the read receipt for?’
Lillian Fishman on texting, power and the ethics of leaving a friend on read.
‘Like pretty much everyone who uses the internet, I have seen many terrible things that I did not search for and that I cannot unsee.’
Rosanna McLaughlin on what the internet thinks she wants.
‘I have a pathological addiction to the internet, which I indulge with the excuse of making art. It rarely translates to anything good and mostly leaves me overstimulated and afraid.’
Paul Dalla Rosa on excess and the internet.
‘rumors of bees on speedwell, / no oxidative stress just / effortless pollination’
Two poems by Sylvia Legris.
‘How can I accept a trauma or a loss that I cannot define?’
Rebecca May Johnson on pregnancy and divining the future.
‘you notice / that some of these men / are full of passionate music / while others pain your ears’
Poetry by Elvis Bego.
‘The monstrous years of my late teens lay lined up alongside the rest of my life like bullets in a gun.’
A story by Sophie Mackintosh.
‘The first time I was painted by Hannah Meehan, she spent some time arranging me into a pose that would work for her.’
A short story by Ana Kinsella.
An excerpt from Mariana Leky’s What You Can See From Here.
‘In the part of the world where I come from, Europe is not just an ideal and a beautiful dream’ Translated from the Turkish by Ekin Oklap.
