After lifetimes of silencing by an unaccommodating system we have had enough. Our voices have been muffled, our needs ignored, misdiagnosed, and mistunderstood. Billions of FLINTA* people exist, frustrated by patriarchal structures and standards for health. It’s our time to be heard.
Maria McLeod
Letter from the Editor
Altar
Blood
Delayed Detonation
revelation 31:2
fever dream two thousand and something
For Anodyne
Fragmented Matriarch
Delivery
Ovum
On Awaiting Medical Test Results
Brittany Micka-Foos
The “Hoax” Underneath My Scars
The ectocervical mucosa is smooth, glistening, and dusky pink, or, Surgical Report
A Few Extra Milligrams
Ascend/Descend
Medications
Coco and the Balcony
Pain Poem
View Lab Report Here
Five Meters Away
Eye Strain
you are not your diagnosis
You definitely don’t have a learning disability
Aubade for ADHD
Based on the sum of my habits, I am
Terrarium with Active Volcano
Sharing
Self Portrait in a Mirrorball
Misdiagnosis
Biographies
Acknowledgements
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