A place for stories about chronic illness, disability, mental health, and neurodivergence.

invisible disabilities

  • A white woman with short, blonde-white hair and blue eyes wearing black framed glasses and a blue and black checked button up. Her earings match her button up. She is smiling with her mouth closed and taking the photo selfie-style.
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    For our fiftieth post at Knee Brace Press, we interviewed the indomitable Cait Gordon, author of Iris and the Crew Tear Through Space and previous Knee Brace Press contributor.

  • A white woman with light brown hair smiling with her mouth closed. The photo is a selfie. Also pictured: a bookcase in the background and a (really cute) brown and black cat.
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    Poet April McCloud (she/her, 1% bionic human) writes about her complex relationship with disability in the form of an application.

  • A white person with long, curly, brown hair wears a forest green sweater and black-rimmed glasses. She is smiling with her mouth and eyes closed.
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    “It’s getting bad again – I mean, this is technically the worst it’s ever been …” In her new poem, sickness in the seams of it all, Sophie Mattholie writes about her experience with POTS.

  • A tabby cat sleeps on a purple shirt. Her paws are tucked under her head. She might just be the cutest cat ever.
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    EJ Croll’s speculative short story, Spoons, is about their own experience of chronic fatigue, chronic pain, and the frustration of living with these limitations.

  • A white person with brown hair, colorful glasses, and purple lipstick wearing a blue shirt.
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    Finding someone with shared experiences is everything. In their new poem, The Apocryphal Horseman, Elise Scott writes about their relationship with their friend, April.

  • A Black person with white-rimmed glasses smiles widely with their eyes closed. They are holding their book, DEAR PHILOMENA by Mugabi Byenkya, and are surrounded by a circle of light.
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    Memoirist and magical realism author Mugabi Byenkya writes for themselves. Or, more accurately, the angsty, confused, Black, Ugandan-Rwandan-Nigerian, disabled, queer, polygender, and neurodivergent little human they used to be and still are.

  • A white person, with long, dark hair and glasses smiles at the camera. The background is all thin threes and blue skies.
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    No one understands why eighty-three-year-old Edna Fisher is the Chosen One, but Edna, armed with only gumption and knitting needles, leaps at the chance to leave the nursing home. We spoke with author E.M. Anderson about The Remarkable Retirement of Edna Fisher, mental health and invisible illness representation, and American white pelicans.