A place for stories about chronic illness, disability, mental health, and neurodivergence.
Christa Fairbrother’s poem A Villanelle for the Utensils is an ode to spoonies everywhere – and the effort it takes for us to complete the tasks others finish so easily.
“My chest aches. A deeply centered tightness. A pain in the bones./I fight to breathe, bend or twist.” Poet Hannah Frost lets us in on her life with Ehlers-Danlos syndrome.
In her newest poem for Knee Brace Press, the prolific Mandy Beattie asks, “How many footsteps in a full stop?”
In her new poem, April McCloud describes her experience as a disabled person having disabled friends.
Hannah Frost is poet and volunteer with The LUNA Project and Migraine World Summit.
“He squats undercover/beneath unlit lintels, mantles, dust mites/spores.” Poet Mandy Beattie writes about the trauma of war in her first poem for Knee Brace Press, Stuck on That Ledge.
Is your disability invisible, or is it not real at all? In her newest poem, April McCloud tackles medical gaslighting, self doubt, and more in a single declaration.
“I resent being 34 with no sense of self/beyond the trail of burned bridges,/broken trust,/and unfinished dreams.”
“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.
In her follow up poem for Knee Brace Press, Heather Ann Pulido writes about finding community with people who love and support her, anxiety and all.