QuoteFebruary 4, 2016<February 4, 2016 Such awful chances by the daily asterisk People took such awful chances with chemicals and their bodies because they wanted the quality of their lives to improve. They lived in ugly…
EssayFebruary 3, 2016<January 17, 2016 Encounter by Henry Bakker The wave of tension that tightened the spines of the thirty-odd commuters on the platform is familiar to any urbanite. I was living in…
QuoteFebruary 3, 2016<January 17, 2016 So preposterous by the daily asterisk Samsa looked down in dismay at his naked body. How ill-formed it was! Worse than ill-formed. It possessed no means of self-defense. Smooth white…
PoetryFebruary 2, 2016<January 17, 2016 To burn oneself by Cat Dixon with static electricity is a surprise: a razor slipped beneath the middle fingernail, a snip of candle flame to slice the skin. The sound says yes,…
QuoteFebruary 2, 2016<January 17, 2016 This is flesh by the daily asterisk This is flesh I’m talking about here. Flesh that needs to be loved. Feet that need to rest and to dance; backs that need…
EditorialFebruary 1, 2016<February 15, 2016 Our bodies, our places by Kirstin Vander Giessen-Reitsma I do not know how exact a case might be made, but it seems to me that there is an historical parallel, in white…
QuoteFebruary 1, 2016<February 1, 2016 To really touch something by the daily asterisk Her hands move ceaselessly, gathering, probing, testing. The breast feathers of a stuffed and mounted chickadee are impossibly soft, its beak as sharp as…