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‘to hold a city’ by Thandi Loewenson

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3 poems by Tamsin Blaxter

(Photograph by Tamsin Blaxter)
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3 poems by Ashley Miranda

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oh my eurydice
–––after arcade fire, for don

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Two poems by Lydia Unsworth

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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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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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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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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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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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