A place for stories about chronic illness, disability, mental health, and neurodivergence.
Poetry
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By Diane FunstonFor poet Diane Funston, aging means she can’t always catch loved ones from falling the way she used to, but maybe that’s ok.
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By Bobby Steve BakerHow do you spell relief? The Curious Boy spells it, C O N V I C T E D. The Cautionary Man doesn’t know how to spell it.
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By Barbara BrooksTakes awhile to get into the shower. I slip in cautiously, use the grab bar, pull the bath bench in behind me.
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By Kate MatesicIn To Mend Infinity, poet Kate Matesic shares their experience of losing abilities as their chronic illness changes and progresses.
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By Melody DoverNo longer a phone call, hug or visit I feel a hollow in my heart
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By Diane Funston
In her newest poem, Knee Brace veteran Diane Funston writes about arthritis, family, and the darkest time of year.
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By Erin Coppin1. Are you more or less tired now than you were before starting this questionnaire?
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By Pilate GrimmI bled like ink through paper Painted over watercolour Every season, same reason Leaving phantoms, pink fusion