Face Day
By Susan Ito The night before I start medical school, my mother, in her mama-san apron and mom jeans, squeezes my arm and smiles. “You...
Face Day
articulation point iii
melting in the place of half-sunshine
Sea Spirit
Arcadia
Spaldeen
The Renal System
Yearbook Pantoum
two-tongued bodies
Post-op
Medical History
I'm Something of a Scientist Myself
fucking while broken
anatomical autonomy
Whatever happens, this is. (On Egon Schiele)
As Long As The Skin Exists
The Body is a Horror Classic
Two Bulimics Walk Into A Bathroom
Lived-In
Falling to Pieces