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“Hex” by Kushal Poddar

Sometimes you remove all those sheets, 

rescue me- all wet, requiring 

an emergency mouth to mouth.

Those are the days I give you all my pears, 

all those things bothering me 

and turning shiny with my blood.

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BLOOD/VIOLENCE, LINES AND THE END TIMES EDITION APRIL 2019 GUEST EDITED/CURATED BY EMMA SzH

BLOOD/VIOLENCE, LINES AND THE END TIMES EDITION APRIL 2019 GUEST EDITED/CURATED BY EMMA SzH

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In A Kidney Dish by AMS-H

In A Kidney Dish

Seventeen months and six days ago,
with practice that could only be attached
to a pair of nitrile gloves,
they pulled apart generations of stratified tissue,
classified the human from the mammal
and presented the results on a stainless steel tray.

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Imagine Gertrude Stein Sees by Mare Leonard

Imagine Gertrude Stein Sees

A Blue Nipple

the ten month old 

pushes out, pulls in sucks

Does substitution satisfy*

no there there. 

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Bar Mitzvah by Brett Dixon

For Marco

You’re fifteen, you’re trembling. The only working street light flickers and omits an ominous orange glow. Everything else is dark–the night, the thoughts in your head, the gun in your hand. The car slows as you approach the corner. There they are, Uncle Joe whispers, tonight you become a man.

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Menstrual Blood by Gavin D’Costa

Menstrual Blood

Jesus bled menstrual blood from

the wound that gave birth.

Out of his side, a gaping vulnerability,

inviting a finger, a mouth,

a community baptised.

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On Blood by Kaylie Padgett

On Blood

The blood I scrub from the inside of my underwear is not the same as the blood I wipe from my mouth, not the same blood my mother lost when laboring over my birth, not what spilled from my grandmother’s head when her stepfather split it open for scrubbing a floor wrong. Not the same, but close.

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LINGUABRASIONS by Patricia Hartland

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Burn the Bloodstream by Emma Lee

Burn the Bloodstream

How can an odorless, yellow pill bring harm?

            Every time you say no to food, you say yes to thin.

One felt good so she took another,

            Eat clean, look lean.

not knowing two were an overdose.

            Greasy fries or skinny thighs?

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Plates from The Second Book of The Exaltatum Humanum Corpus Quod Erat in Praevaricationis by Alex Stevens

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Glimpse by Judith Skillman

Glimpse

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Watching The World Fly By by Melanie Davies

Watching the World Fly By

The clock chimed seven …ding…ding…ding… and so on, until it let out one final loud ding that woke Forbes with a start. He shuffled slightly and managed to stretch his front and back legs just enough to prevent the cramp from setting in. He meowed happily as he heard the familiar whirring sound. His morning feed came shooting through the food hatch and plopped into his dish in a brown lumpy mush.

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Blood Magic by Natasha C. Calder

Blood Magic

It was her first period for three months. Sitting on the lav with her knickers around her ankles and her knees falling apart, Mihaela saw the new slimness in her bare legs and grimaced. She thought of all the meals she’d missed since the promotion—the rushed breakfasts, the uneaten sandwiches, the insubstantial dinners—and how quickly it had become a matter of finding not the time but the inclination. Now she ate as irregularly and as little as she slept. No wonder her periods had stopped.

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Effusion by Victoria Nordlund

Effusion

Vincent Castiglia paints with his own blood.

Before you decide this is revolting,

you might want to try it yourself.

Don’t go to the extreme though:

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The Last Time It Bled by Emma SzH

The Last Time It Bled

the last time I bled was when I stood on glass

the worst time I bled was when they put the scissors in my vagina

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DISEASES OF THE BLOOD by Louis Armand

DISEASES OF THE BLOOD

5q- syndrome, Aagenaes syndrome, Abdominal aortic aneurysm, Abetalipoproteinemia, Acatalasemia, Aceruloplasminemia, Acquired agranulocytosis, Acquired hemophilia […]

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Denial in Cycles by Mika Hrejsa

Denial in Cycles

girl born altered doomed a beast

the moon dies and

i’m not bleeding like i’m supposed to

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Jacob’s Ladder by Katherine Beaman

Reflections on Jacob’s Ladder (1957) – Helen Frankenthaler

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One Day Mother by Eden Howard

One Day Mother

When cramps come,

With knotted stomach sickness

And hours curled

I remember one week of knowing you,

The children you named,

Those who’d have,

My eyes

And your hair.

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Artificial by Paul Brookes

Artificial

is how things should be.

The bloodied disturb our equilibrium.

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